I'm not always mean. Sometimes I'm a pushover. Sometimes I let them stay up past their bedtime, after all it is summer. Sometimes I buy them something in the store just to get them to be good. Sometimes I go to back to their bedrooms after they've been tucked in for water, a missing stuffed animal, or an extra hug. Sometimes I tune them out instead of dealing with it when they are bickering. Sometimes I let them watch tv for a long time when I just need a break from them.
This mom is far from perfect. I do a lot of praying not just for the kids, but myself too. I just hope and pray that when they are adults they will look back on their childhood fondly and know how much they were/are loved. And have respect and understanding on all my mistakes as well as the things I did right and with good reason.