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I Yell At My Kids, But I’m Still A Great Mom.
Because kids will make you lose it in ways you never imagined.
One night, we were putting the kids to bed, and had all the windows open. I was giving my kids a semi-loud lecture on listening when I heard the doorbell ring.
My first thought was, “Oh crap. What did they just hear?”
The cute older couple had smiles on their faces as I blurted out without thinking, “Did you hear me lecturing my kids?”
They smiled like older couples who are done raising their kids do, and said, “No. Did they need lecturing?” I laughed it off while my husband was probably dying to hide somewhere. The kids in their pajamas stood there with hair still wet from baths not knowing what to think.
I’m a great mom. I Promise. I just yell a little.
You see, I can imagine that from about my earliest days as an innocent child, I vowed to be the kind of mom that did NOT yell. But, the problem with making promises when you’re a child is that you don’t know what you’re talking about.
And, really, anyone who has not birthed a child does not get to comment on my parenting skills, or lack thereof.
