So there is a moment in every mom’s life that she realizes that she has indeed been, as I describe it, a ‘mean mommy’. There was a defining moment in my life as a mother, where I realized that I indeed had turned into a mean mommy, and I decided to do something about it. I vowed to never judge or criticize another mom again, cause you never know where life will take you or what challenges you and your family will endure. This will make more sense as your read about my own ‘mean mommy’ moment.A few years back I was in line at the liquor store around the holidays. In front of me was this mother with a little girl who looked to be about four years old. She had a full leg cast on and the mother had her on the counter sitting next to her bottles of wine. At the time, I thought to myself, ‘How on earth did your four year old daughter break her leg?’ Oh…it gets worse. My mind continued to wander, ‘Why would you bring that poor little girl out with you to get your beer and wine?’ Oh…and worse still, ‘You were probably busy drinking wine and not watching your daughter when she broke her leg.’ I’m not just a mean mommy, I’m a mommy monster. Luckily, I have enough sense not to open my big mouth, and stood quietly judging this other mom. Writing this, I am embarrassed to have been such a horrible judgemental mother, even if I didn’t say it.
It often takes hindsight before we can really grow and improve as human beings. This is exactly what it took for me. Almost two years ago, our daughter Jocelyn fell while we were camping. She is a tough little cookie and didn’t cry too much. Days later, we noticed her collarbone area turned yellow and green, oh and there was a bone sticking out. She had broken her collar bone...