My children are often frustrated with me. Why, you ask? Well, it could be for a variety of reasons. I’m their mother, not their buddy, and sometimes they just don’t like that. They get upset with me, and that’s perfectly normal.
Do I desire a healthy bond with my kids? Absolutely. Do I want them to love and respect me? For sure. Am I committed to being their safe haven, their biggest supporter, and their staunchest protector? Without a doubt. But a friend? No thanks! I’m their Mom, and that means I sometimes have to embrace the role of the World’s Toughest Mom. And yes, that will occasionally lead to my kids being annoyed with me.
I’m generally a lenient parent in many areas, but that doesn’t stop them from getting upset with me regularly. If I say “yes” to some snacks, they might get mad if I choose barbecue chips that are too bright or if I serve them in the wrong bowl. If I allow extra screen time, they’ll inevitably be upset when I finally say “enough,” regardless of whether that’s after 10 minutes or 10 hours. Each “yes” seems to lead to more demands and an unhappy child.
Given how much time we spend driving around, they often express their frustration in the car. I irritate them when I drive too slowly or belt out songs on the radio. And don’t get me started on when I sing the right lyrics instead of the silly ones they’ve made up. When they complain about my singing, I just turn it up! My kids also get annoyed when I drop them off at school too early (which, in my book, is 10 minutes early) and even more when I pull up properly at the carpool line instead of letting them hop out of a moving vehicle, right at the front doors. Let’s just say there have been many mornings when we exchanged “I love yous” through clenched teeth.
And let’s talk about how I crush their dreams of living in squalor. I commit the heinous act of washing their clothes and blankets. I guess they prefer snuggling with dirty rags at night. If they throw a fit about cleaning their beloved blankets, just imagine the chaos that ensues when I insist they take a shower — and use soap! And when it’s time to wash their hair? Well, that usually leads to an epic meltdown, solidifying my status as the World’s Toughest Mom. But guess what? That shower still happens, soap and all!
But it takes more than just enforcing hygiene and laundry to earn the title of World’s Toughest Mom; it requires a bit of love too. Compliments like “What a fantastic drawing!” or “I love your shirt!” paired with tight hugs before bedtime can also earn me some eye rolls. Cooking for them and cleaning up after their messes are also great ways to rack up my Mean Mom tally. For example, I’ve managed to annoy them by putting cheese in a grilled cheese and cutting it into squares instead of triangles. And if you really want to see a kid fume, just tidy up the Legos they’ve left scattered all over the kitchen floor for days because they claimed they were “still playing.”
In a nutshell, I manage to annoy my kids in countless ways throughout the day. Sure, I might be exaggerating; it’s probably only in the hundreds! But you know what? I’m okay with that. I accept my role as their mom rather than their friend.
And if being the tough mom means my kids will be annoyed with me regularly, so be it.
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Summary
Parenting can often lead to frustration from kids when they feel like their independence is being challenged. However, being a parent means prioritizing their well-being over winning a popularity contest. From enforcing hygiene to setting boundaries, sometimes being the toughest mom is the best role to play.