I yelled at my kids today. Really. Yelled. I think I popped a blood vessel in my neck. I know the kids’ eyes nearly popped outta their heads at all the yellin’ that went on… Oh how beautiful their dear mother must have looked to them as she frothed at the mouth… (frothed??? I am mentally deficient today… What? Now suddenly froth is what comes from the mouth of a rabid dog???!!!) …. Let’s take it from the top … Oh how beautiful their dear mother must have looked to them as she FOAMED at the mouth like a rabid dog while giving them a piece of her strung-out mind.
I sped.
I bought a mocha. Gotta watch the budget – buying fru-fru coffee needs to stop… except maybe once a week… or during a crisis… like mornings I yell at my kids and need to sooth my filthy-blackened-rotting soul.
My laptop bag strap slipped off my shoulder and fell to the ground. Obviously, said laptop was not damaged.
I ate my leftover food from Claim Jumper for lunch: roasted chicken, 2 ribs, a fried cheesy-potato patty coated in bread crumbs, and Lucy’s leftover mac-n-cheese. So much for that 4 mile run and 300 burned calories this morning.
My lunch chaser: a Twinkie.
Did I mention I REALLY yelled at my kids this morning. I suppose I should be comforted by the fact I feel bad about it. That may be the only difference between me and the Night Stalker – guilt/ a conscience… Oh, and the fact that I’m a woman and he’s not. And I may be better lookin’, but that’s subjective.
Hey – a whole half of the day is left! Oh boy, what who else can I ruin?
Update, 1600+hours: I am a lip gloss FIEND. I couldn’t find any of the 13 thousand dozen I own, so I used my 6-year-old daughters Camp Rock lip gloss. All day.
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Just apologize when you pick them up and move on. We all have moments of the ugly, frothing at the mouth, eyes popping out our head while yelling at our children.
I’m sure you feel worse about it than them.
We all have those days.
Take two martini’s and try again in the morning =)
I wish I could say that I’ve never yelled at my kids. But I have. More than once. But I apologize and the amazing thing is that they forgive me. I bet your kids have forgiven you too.
And I always go about 5 miles above the speed limit. Do I need to confess that?
As Nancy said… WE ALL HAVE THOSE DAYS.
Mine was also today… my poor boyfriend. Chocolate usually cures it for me!
Hope you feel better tomorrow!!!
Oh yes, those days. The amazing thing about kids is that they are resiliant; and forgiving – especially towards Mommy. Perhaps its because they know that from you comes the chocolate chip cookies and kisses at bedtime and all other warm and comforting things. They learn that everybody has a bad day once in awhile, and that its okay, as long as you also teach them how to appologize for it.
And kids get to feel good when you appologize, they get to practice being forgiving and they learn a little bit about unconditional love. :)
Have a drink if that helps. Go to be early. Kiss them goodnight after they are asleep (when they are quiet and peaceful and sweet and then its hard to feel so angry!).
The hardest part is forgiving yourself, don’t hang onto it. Tomorrow is a new day. :)
My kids have me pegged. They know when I am snippy and yelling at them with no real reason…it is because I am tired and have not had my coffee. They even mentioned it the other day when I started to get snippy at them. “Mom, you’re tired aren’t you? Have you not had your coffee?” That stopped me in my tracks.
Every mom has a meltdown day. Every. One. And anyone who says they don’t is a liar…or an alien.
It happens. I’ve had those exact same kind of moments where I think my head spun around and pea soup spewed from my mouth. Those moments were usually brought on by Navy Son. I’m just sayin’.
At least you didn’t beat them.
So what kind of mountain mama were you … that’s what I want to know? Where is that great encouraging, Julie Barnhill book anyway (“She’s Gonna Blow”)? I think I need to buy one or get the DVD. To remind me of the (many) eruptions that occur and how to avoid them! School schedules, sleeping kids, “GO, go, go … did I say GO loud enough to produce action? Not really, just MY heart rate! As you so frequently hear … you’re not alone sister. Miss you :)
I know everyone is saying “everyone has THOSE days.” Thing is….your children were having a day too…and there’s three of them. Totally unfair. Its not like you yelled at them for brushing their teeth on time, for getting dressed without complaining, for picking up their rooms and finishing their breakfast in a timely and grateful manner, am I right? You know those “easy” buttons Staples or sumthin is always promoting? I think Mom’s need a “Don’t F*@CK with me right now!” button.
Seriously, yelling unreasonably at your children now and then is good for them. It teaches them that other people have vulnerabilities and the the world DOES NOT revolve around just them. Not to mention that learning to back off is a great survival skill. Good job today Jenny, seriously!
Perhaps it was the weather? I myself, in all my glorious perfection, yelled at my youngest not once, but twice. I yelled loud enough and strong enough bring her to tears-the hiccup type. Yup. Me. I did that. The kicker, both times over not so big deal stuff. In the light of eternity it doesn’t even count stuff. I. am. a. monster. I’m so glad I taught my children that I only allow good monsters in the house. I wonder if they wonder how I got in-lol!
True to the others’ comments, I have been forgiven and I am still loved. Even more, I still lover her, with all my heart. Forever. I bet you and yours are the same :)
Oh I have that Julie Barnhill book. Never read it yet, obviously-wanna borrow it?
I have more of those days than I care to admit. Yikes, and again, yikes.
The good thing is that we are Forgiven if we ask and our children usually forgive us too. As another already said, the hardeswt part is forgiving ourselves. A venti caramel mocha frapp usually does the trick for me.
Three words: Start drinking immediately.
You didn’t kill a single one. You’re doing GREAT!
Not having kids I can’t imagine what extremes of emotions you must experience.
If it’s any comfort, I yelled at my horse yesterday. Well, really it was more of growl. He wasn’t picking up the correct lead.
And of course it was MY FAULT. But still, misplaced blame. We’re only human.
This is bringing back all my self-loathing, thinking of all the times I’ve spun my head around while vomiting pea soup at my kids.