They Call me Mean Mama

Yes, my children are kinda mad at me, and I am okay with that. They are currently grounded, which means no tv, video games, or playing with friends. They have been mad at me pretty much since I grounded them yesterday. Why are they grounded? Well, I sometimes let the kids play in the backyard if I can see them from the window. However, I don’t let the kids play or ride bikes in the alley behind our house unless I am right there because they are still little in my opinion, and we have some neighbors that don’t seem to understand the difference between a racetrack and an alleyway. My children have friends that play back there. However, my rule is still no playing back there unless I am there. They broke that rule yesterday.

I am sure that the other children’s parents may see me as a bit strict, but I am okay with that as well. I have my reasons as well as scars to show why I choose my stance on this matter. Scars you ask? Yes, scars. You see, I was hit by a careless driver some years ago who made an illegal left turn while I crossed the street at a cross walk. I have a nice star-shaped scar, bald spot, and deal with a list of issues from what happened that day. I was an adult when it happened, but I am lucky that it wasn’t worse. It has caused me a lot of problems though, and I will live with those problems most likely for the rest of my life.

My husband has the same opinion as me. However, for him, it hits even closer to home. My husband was around my children’s ages when he was hit by a tractor. He lost partial sight in one eye, has no sense of smell, had to have partial face reconstruction, and has dealt with many problems over the years that no child should have to endure.

So my husband and I are mean parents. However, we have good reason to be, and we will continue being Mean Mama and Daddy as long as it ensures the safety of our children.

10 thoughts on “They Call me Mean Mama

  1. I’m a mean Mama, too! We should start a club! ha!

    We live in a small, rural neighborhood where children roam freely on bikes and skateboards and stay blocks away from home without Mama checking on them once all day. My kids, aged 6 and 8, aren’t allowed to follow the crowd. They play outside in our fenced-in yard while I watch from inside, but are only allowed to bike/skateboard in the road if my husband or I am right there with them. And they most certainly may not leave the yard without our knowledge or supervision. So far, they haven’t questioned it and haven’t broken the rules. But, they have suffered ridicule and teasing at the hands of the other children who have deemed them “not cool”. I’ll take safe over cool any day!

    • This is the first time they have broken the rule, and I am hoping the last. My son is taking it harder than my daughter especially because tomorrow is going to be at least 80 degrees.

  2. I’m a mean mama, too. No biting. No hitting. Hold my hand when we are by a busy street. No climbing the bookshelves. It’s important to set boundaries. The little street by us isn’t used much, but some people go awfully fast and there’s a tiny hill. You can’t see kids over that when you’re coming along it. Some of the neighborhood kids think it’s just a long driveway. I really worry about them. They aren’t very careful while riding their bikes. My girls won’t be allowed to play out there for a really long time.

    Way to stick to your rules, Mama!

  3. Hey, you’ve got to keep the kids safe. I wouldn’t worry about being perceived as mean. Kids always think that about their parents anyway. Only you know where the line is between what is really mean and what it is you just need to do as a parent.

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