The Meanest Moms

It's rare that my oldest kid — the one that can talk — tells me I'm mean. If he does, I always think back to what one of my wisest friends once said, "I'm not mean, I'm Mom." It makes me feel better.

Most of the things I do to my kids that are mean are yell a little too loud, not allow candy before breakfast and refuse to buy them whatever flashy item catches their eye at the store.

Most of the things my mom did to me that I thought was mean were not let me swim in the neighbor's pool, not let me ride my bike out of the driveway and dress me and do my hair just like my sister for years and years and years.

This doesn't come close to some of the meanness that some moms have towards their kids.

I for one can not imagine wanting to harm my kids so much that it lands them in the emergency room.

I could not handle stuffing their bodies in a trash bag and setting them out on the curb on pick-up day.

There is no way I could break one of their bones on purpose, though I do admit to stepping on a Lego creation that was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

This blog is about moms who go way farther than pinching back, denying sweets and saying "No."

This blog highlights some of the meanest moms in the world, and features news stories from around the Internet. It will make you feel better.

If violence against children makes you cry, I suggest you close this window now. If it spurs you into action, you have come to the right place.

In the near future, I am going to research some worthy organizations that deserve donations and set up a spot here where you can do that. In the meantime if you have any suggestions, let me know.