For all the “Mean Moms”- the highest compliment!

This was sent to me from a very dear friend and virtual assistant colleague.  I felt it was worth sharing and passing along.  I guess I would be considered a “mean mom” and proud of it!  My two adult children have grown into very respectful, honest, hard-working, appreciative, God loving, funny, caring and sweet individuals for which I am very proud of!  Read on…


Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom told me:

I loved you enough to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren’t perfect.

I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart.

But most of all, I loved you enough to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.

Those were the most difficult battles of all. I’m glad I won them, because in the end you won, too. And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them…

You are in big trouble!
You are in big trouble!

Was your Mom mean? I know mine was.

We had the meanest mother in the whole world!

While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.

When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches.

And you can guess our mother fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had, too.

Mother insisted on knowing where we were at all times.

You’d think we were convicts in a prison.

She had to know who our friends were and what we were doing with them.

She insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour, we would be gone for an hour or less.

We were ashamed to admit it, but she had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work.

We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, and empty the trash and all sorts of cruel jobs.

I think she would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do.

She always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.

By the time we were teenagers; she could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head.

Then, life was really tough!

Mother wouldn’t let our friends just honk the horn when they drove up, they had to come up to the door so she could meet them.

While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.

Because of our mother we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced.

None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other’s property or ever arrested for any crime.

It was all her fault.

Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults.

We are doing our best to be mean parents just like Mom was.

I think that is what’s wrong with the world today.

It just doesn’t have enough mean moms!


Please tell us, are you a “mean mom” too?  We have to support one another!  Please respond by adding your comment to this post or use the contact us page!  We look forward to hearing from you!


Deb Lamb

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  1. Well, I guess I too am a mean mom…or I hope to become one as my son grows older. I already find myself telling him no all the time and making him wipe up his messes when he spilled something, just to see the effects of tipping his cup over. He is almost 17 months old, but I believe in setting the ground rules now, I guess I got that from my mom. Today, I would not consider her mean at all, but I can remember being 16 and wanting to go to a concert and her telling me no. I also remember having to call and check in every hour when I was out with my friends, and I better not be late coming home. Honking was absolutely not allowed and neither were phone calls after 9PM!! Reading the post gave me flashbacks, but it also reminded me of what a great mom I had and the enormous amount of respect I have for her.

  2. Well I must say, your mom really was mean!!

    However, as you raise that sweet and precious baby boy that God has entrusted you with, you will see that some of the things that were done in your raising you will probably apply in the raising of your precious one!

    By having a child of your own, you can now understand why those things were put into place! It was all because I love you SO much and it was my job to protect and mold you into a God loving, respectful, always do what is right attitude, appreciative, compassionate, thankful, have a zest for life and the people in your life, and to be the type of individual that people respect as well. I wanted you to find who you were and to bring out the outstanding personality and true love that you have for others!

    It is SO important also to be thankful for the exact and precise moment of exactly where you are in your life right now! It is then that blessings start to overflow and God takes over!

    I love you and thank you for the comment, you are the BEST!!!

    Mom 🙂

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