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Mean Moms Suck

February 26, 2014 By Christine 9 Comments

If you are a Mean Mom, you can leave this page right now.

Right. Now.

Because, I’m about to give Mean Moms a good old fashioned, much deserved, you’ve had it coming for years, tongue lashing.

Good.  They’re gone.

Now I can talk about them.  Behind their backs.  Like they do to me.  And you.  And other poor defenseless moms everywhere.

No.  Wait.  That would make me a Mean Mom stooping to their level.

Nevermind.  Get their asses back here so they can hear what I’m about to spew. I’ll wait.

As I was saying……

Everyone knows a Mean Mom.  Everyone.  If you say you don’t,  you are either:  A) a Mean Mom or  B) are so busy raising kids, driving the people mover and putting out fires that you don’t realize she’s talking about you.   If you are the latter, honey, have I got news for you: a Mean Mom is talking about you and your inability to get places on time right now.  Yep. I hate to break it to you but a Mean Mom is chipping away at your self esteem as you are buried in a pile of laundry and trying to make Eggo waffles.

Mean Moms judge you.  They criticize your parenting.  They comment on your commitment to activities and the size of your thighs.   They make thinly veiled, nasty statements on Facebook about things that irk them and you *almost* don’t realize that they are talking about you.  Mean Moms judge you because you can’t make it to a PTA meeting or because you can’t be in two places at once. Mean Moms thrive on making other moms feel like they are doing a suck ass job.  Mean Moms can often be spotted singing their own praises about how much they’ve done for others, how busy they are being the perfect parent or announcing just how many committees they chair.

Mean Moms make it hard to feel good about your parenting.

Recently,  I came under hostile Mean Mom fire because I literally could not figure out how to get through our over scheduled afternoon.  Fruit Loop #1 is committed to two rather large activities that often conflict with each other.  Now, before I get into the nitty gritty of the nasty exchange, let me say the following:

1).  Fruit Loop #1 is over scheduled because I honestly did not realize until it was too late how deeply involved both activities were.
2).  Fruit Loop #1 loves both activities and genuinely wants to participate.
3).  I forgot my Wonder Woman Invisible Jet and my Floo Powder such that I couldn’t dispparate via the Floo Network (this joke is MUCH funnier if you’ve read Harry Potter. If not, suffice it to say, Scotty and his beaming skills weren’t available at my discretion yesterday afternoon.  Damn you, Scotty).

The exchange occurred under rather headache inducing circumstances and in between a pick up and drop off of said activities.  In short, I was harried and already feeling as though I was behind the eight ball.  I was in “just get through the afternoon and in two more hours, you can put jammies on” mode.  I was not in a good place when I encountered the Mean Mom, to say the least.

Our encounter included condescension, arrogance and a “I’m talking to a 12 year old tone” and I’ll leave it to you to figure out who was the guilty party (Ahem: HER).  The exchange lead to humiliation, tears and an almost irreparable blow to self esteem.  I’ll leave it to you to figure out who was on the receiving end (Ahem:  ME).  The tears came during the exchange and the humiliation was doubled because I had to return to my car where Fruit Loop #1 was waiting.  And he saw me upset.  I’ll at least give a little bit of credit to her in that she kindly waited to reduce me to tears until my kid was in the car.  So there’s that, I guess.

A Mean Mom direct hit.  A direct, “You suck as a mom and I am better at it than you are” hit square in the middle of my Spanx wearing solar plexus.

But you know what?  I forgive her.

I forgive her because I know what it feels like to be a hamster in an exercise Honda everyday from 4- 7p.  I know what it feels like to be so tired at the end of the day that I just don’t want to make lunches.  I know what it feels like to be sitting at a PTA meeting and wishing to all that is holy and Hello Kitty that I could be on my couch with McDreamy.  I know what it feels like to be serving dinner in the back of the Honda while checking emails at stoplights to see if the next practice has been rescheduled while simultaneously drilling math facts.  I know what it feels like to be me every day.

And, I suspect, I know what it feels like to be HER because she’s doing the exact same things I am between 4-7pm.  I forgive her because I know she’s doing the very best that she can.  Even if she sucked at it yesterday.

I suspect that she’s feeling overwhelmed, under appreciated and pushed to her limits.  I suspect that she’s been cut down to size more times than she’d care to admit and that the only way she can feel better is to lash out.  I suspect that yesterday’s exchange was the sum total of her suck ass day, too.  It doesn’t excuse being mean and, in my humble opinion, if you make another mom cry, you immediately get sent to the Mean Mom Corner for a time out.  But, I am willing to see eye to eye with her on this fact:  neither of us suck at being the best moms we can be to the kids we were given.

She was a Mean Mom yesterday but I’m willing to bet she walked away from our exchange feeling pretty lousy, too.  I say this because, as moms, our ability to feel someone else’s pain is ingrained into our minivan driving, cupcake making fibers.  Mean Moms are just moms who need to be hugged, handed a glass of wine and told,  “Simma down, knock it off and just be my friend.”

I just wish she had a blog to tell me she’s sorry because crying in front of your kid sucks.

I also wish I had an Invisible Jet.

And Wonder Woman’s thighs.

 

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  1. Leigh-Mary Hoffmann says

    February 26, 2014 at 5:08 pm

    Loved it. We are all on the same team … and I think it is very classy of you to forgive. Fantastic. : )

    Reply
    • Christine Burke says

      February 26, 2014 at 9:36 pm

      Thanks, Leigh-Mary! So glad to have you on my team 😉

      Reply
  2. Roshni says

    February 27, 2014 at 5:27 am

    That just sucks!! Why do people feel that we need their opinion at all?!!

    Reply
    • Christine Burke says

      February 27, 2014 at 8:14 pm

      Because Mean Moms SUCK, Roshni!!!

      Reply
  3. Chris Carter says

    March 9, 2014 at 9:29 pm

    Oh this is just heartbreaking!!! I don’t care how frazzled or uptight you are as a mom, no one has the right to unleash such toxins on another mom. EVER.

    Bless your heart for forgiving her. I love that you can CHOOSE to realize her perspective and understand her heart- even though she hurt you. You are showing grace where it isn’t deserved, and that says a lot about you. BRAVO MOM!!

    Reply
  4. Kathy says

    July 17, 2015 at 10:57 am

    she probably needed someone to lash out at and unforunately you were that person! Thank goodness you understood where she was coming from.

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