I heard it throughout my childhood. And every time I did, I burned with anger. I will never, ever say those words, I thought to myself. NEVER. Those words that, when uttered by my Mom, would send me into a tailspin. “Because I said so.” In my little somewhat childlike logical mind – that phrase never made sense. Just give me a reason! Tell my “why!” “I will never say that to my own kids,” I told my Mom. She just smiled, making me fume even more. So…you can imagine how I felt the first time that phrase came out of my mouth when addressing my then toddler daughter. It was like I was outside of my body, watching and hearing myself use that same mis-logic I had had to endure as a child. And then I smiled. Ah-ha, I thought to myself. I get it. There are just certain things that are reserved for moms. It was a light bulb moment - - Moms get to have their own set of rules!
Here are just some of the rules from my own mom rule book :
I WILL yell at you for asking me the same thing three times in a row, however, I CAN ask you three times if you’ve brushed your teeth. Mom Rules.
I WILL sing along to your hip-hop, super-tweeny radio station. Especially if you have friends in the car. Mom Rules.
I WILL watch your Disney/Nik/Cartoon Network shows with you and complain about them and ask annoying questions. Mom Rules.
I WILL tell you to take a sweater. No matter what the temperature. Mom Rules.
I WILL wave at you while you are trying to perform or play a sport. Mom Rules.
I WILL do the grocery shopping and bring home fruits and veggies for snacking and not cakes, candy and soda. And then I WILL get mad when your Father goes out and gets the cakes, candy and soda. Mom Rules.
I WILL do the checklist every time you are going to leave the house for an overnight --- Underwear? Toothbrush? Socks? Etc. Mom Rules.
I WILL tell you to go upstairs and change if I don’t like the outfit you have chosen to wear. Mom Rules.
I WILL cry at the Hallmark commercial about dropping your child off at college, while I am feeding you your bottle at age 3 months. For that matter, I WILL cry whenever I want at whatever I want, usually having something to do with “my baby” growing up. Mom Rules.
I WILL have to stop at every public restroom we pass on our errands. Mom Rules.
I WILL love and care for you and worry about you from the minute you are born until the day I die. Mom Rules.
I WILL say “because I said so,” without giving you an explanation, anytime I want. And I WOULD give anything, anything in the world to hear my Mom say it one more time.
MOM RULES!