Alright, fellow parents, where are my fellow yellers? I’ll be the first to admit that I sometimes raise my voice, and I often feel guilty about it afterwards. Parenting is undeniably challenging, and throw in quarantine, homeschooling, and the constant noise of daily life, and it’s a recipe for chaos. Seriously, how many times can I repeat, “Please just brush your teeth“?
Yes, I lose my cool with my children, and yes, my neighbors might catch a glimpse of it. Yet, deep down, I know my kids feel loved. They’ll remember our family game nights, the ice cream sundaes, and our backyard camping just as much as the times I raised my voice. They’ll understand that I genuinely strive to give them the best I can every single day. (Though I can’t help but think I might be a bit nicer if they just listened the first time.)
Confession #1001
I’m overwhelmed and need a break. When I finally break down and cry or yell, it shouldn’t be a surprise. I’ve been asking for help, and it feels like it falls on deaf ears. We both work full-time, so let’s not pretend that’s an excuse.
Confession #1002
My partner contributes very little to the parenting load. But when I finally snap, they say, “Can we please stop yelling?” Well, if I didn’t carry the entire mental load, maybe I’d be calmer too.
Often, our yelling stems from one simple truth: we’re at our wit’s end. Sometimes it’s hard to hold back, even when the kids are just being kids, and all I want is a moment of peace.
I think it might be helpful to create my own star chart to track how many days I go without yelling. Some days I try to maintain my composure, giving hugs before I feel the urge to yell. It seems to help a bit, but then they act out even more.
Truthfully, after a day filled with yelling, I often feel like a terrible parent. I yelled at my sensitive child today, and it broke my heart to see her cry.
I’m constantly on edge with my kids, especially when I want them to listen quickly. The pressure of balancing work, school, and everything else makes me feel like a failure. I’m probably still doing better than I realize, but my anxiety makes me feel monstrous at times.
Being hot and sweaty doesn’t help either. Planning my wedding while managing two kids who bicker all day pushes me over the edge, leading to more yelling than I’d like to admit.
And yes, we all have those moments when we lose our cool, and it’s embarrassing, especially when others witness it. There have been times I found myself yelling at a virtual assistant in frustration while trying to navigate the chaos of the day.
Surprisingly, during these months of isolation, I’ve yelled less than ever before—it seems we’ve adapted to this new normal quite well.
For those who manage to parent without raising their voices, I often wonder how they do it. Yelling has become my default mode on weekends, a sign of the weariness that comes with parenting.
Truth be told, yelling happens—it’s just part of the parenting experience. Whether it’s dealing with a toddler’s tantrum or a teenager’s attitude, we all reach a breaking point sometimes.
Just remember, you’re not a bad parent if you occasionally yell. The key is to balance that with plenty of hugs and affirmations of love. It’s all part of the parenting journey. For more insights, be sure to check out our related blog post here. If you’re looking for authoritative advice on home insemination, visit Make a Mom and for more information on intrauterine insemination, I recommend checking out NHS.
In summary, parenting is tough, and we all have our moments. While yelling might happen from time to time, it’s essential to balance it with love and understanding.
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