MONSTER MOTHER -That’s Me!

There are days a mother can smile and know her children’s day has been made easier because you are their mommy.

Then, much to your dismay -you are forced into MONSTER MOTHER!

That was me, this morning.  Yep, I am not my daughters favorite parent -and this morning is a prime example of why.  I refused to take her to school  Not only did I not take her to school -I wouldn’t let her go to school

I know, I know -most kids would consider this a blessing but not my child.  Why, you ask?  Why would I deny her the privilege of school -especially when it is mandatory?  You see, today was a field trip, doing something my child really wanted to do -a gun range.

Now before you get to upset with me -hear me out.  I signed the form letting her go on this field trip and I would have been more than happy for her to go with the other kids and shoot a gun.  My dad was a sharp shooter for the Air Force, so I don’t have a serious problem with guns -only the people who shoot them to harm or kill another.  This wasn’t the reason I denied her day a day of flying bullets.

She is sitting here at the house because she decided this was the morning to become defiant, uncompromising and difficult to negotiate with.  You see, the food that she once loved (Pizza lunchable) is now something she decided to hate.  This meant she would not have anything to take with her for lunch because she also hates PB&J, pop tarts, grilled cheese sandwich, the chips in house, an apple, and whatever else I had in house to pack her lunch with.  To make matters worse, she refused to take water -because she hates water.

Her sister (the peacemaker when ever she knows her sister is in desperate need of help) tells her there are tea bags in the basement and she can make herself some tea.  This bit of information did not calm the boil inside my angry child.

So, being the wonderful loving mother that I am -I asked her what she would like to take with her for lunch.  You see, I was willing (after all of the above) to take her to town and buy her something she would be willing to eat.

Her answer -“I just won’t eat!”

My answer -“Then you won’t go!”

Now, what you may not know about me is my dad taught me a little truth to parenting that I live by.  SAY WHAT YOU MEAN, AND MEAN WHAT YOU SAY!

After I drove her sister out to the bus, my child calmly came to me and tried to negotiate.  Well, this was how MONSTER MOTHER earned her wings -I told her she should have thought to calm down prior to me driving out to the bus.

This was a day she was looking forward to and in her mind -I stole it from her.  I hope, somehow, she learns from this morning and we don’t have to be here again.  It could backfire -she could decide she likes staying home.  Ugh!  I think…this could bite me in the butt!