The Confession

So, I have a confession…  I’ve deterred a little from the No Yell Challenge in the last few days.  Maybe you thought I wanted to mix things up a little- and you’d be right- but it’s more than that.  I felt like I was failing my own challenge…  I promised real, so Mama is getting real.

Do your kids ever make super repetitive, annoying noises?  Like unst, ah, ah, oohhaaaa, unst ah, ah, oohhaaaa!  Over and over and over and over.  And over.  Sounds like a mentally ill beat-boxer.  Please stop.  (Louder) Unst, ah, ah, oohhaaaa, unst, ah, ah, oohhaaa!  I said please stop now.  (Unchanged) Unst, ah, ah, oohhaaa!  Please, I have really had enough.  Please stop.  Silence.  Blank stare.  Please finish putting your jammies on.  Fine.  Unst ah, ah, oohhaa.  Ugh.  (Insert one of those phrases I wish I could say but can’t.  In this instance it would be something along the lines of Shut the fuck up, child.)

Am I being too sensitive?  Am I too easily annoyed?  Maybe.  Probably.  But it’s seriously so aggravating to be so close to that me-time and stare at a child taking his sweet fricken time to get his jammies on.  I am totally powerless.  If I want him to get to bed so I can sit my ass on that couch and relax, I have got to endure this process.  And he knows it.  He totally knows it.  I am aware that he’s pressing my buttons.  I am aware that he’s aware that he’s pressing my buttons.  Is he daring me to yell? Yes, I think so.  He is challenging me.  C’mon Mama, will you bite?  You bet.  Suck.

Here’s a shaming truth: I’m afraid that I have yelled for too long that they don’t believe me or respond when I don’t.  It’s like they test every task I give them to see if I will yell.  The “breathing” bullshit is just that.  Seems like my kids are pushing harder, talking back more, listening less.  Fighting me every step of the way.  From tantrums to refusal of chores, homework, bedtimes (for God’s sake, brush your teeth!), dressing, undressing, meals.  Holy shit.  Where does it end?  

If there is one thing we Mamas can’t do, it’s give up.  Never give up. Always keep trying.  Even when you are tried out.  Even when it seems so exhausting, so hard so immensely heavy, keep trying.  So that’s what I plan to do.  I did yell tonight.  But instead of coming downstairs and feeling like shit, I went and laid next to my biggest baby and held him in my arms, so tight,  and whispered in his ear that his Mama is trying.  That his Mama will keep trying. That she needs his help.  That it breaks her heart to raise her voice but she just gets so frustrated she can’t help herself.  And that though she raises her voice, her pride and love for him is unchanged.  Mama is sorry.  There’s hugs and cuddles and nose rubbing, smiles and secrets and a few hidden tears.  

Tomorrow is a new day and Mama’s not gonna give up.  Peace, Mamas.


2 thoughts on “The Confession

  1. First of all YES!! My son makes those noised too and I don’t get it! Sometimes when I tell him to do something he makes a noise like, AAAAAA or WAAAHH or some silly noise but it’s always super loud. It must be a boy thing because my daughter doesn’t do that, she’s a singer and I can take singing over the noises although I have to admit sometimes the signing is at inappropriate times (for me) and it annoys me. How horrible is that??? I also feel like the only time my kids listen is when I yell. I try so hard not to yell and feel like an idiot because no one listens and then I yell at the top of my lungs and they listen. The no yelling works a bit at first and then it doesn’t. My guess is that the trick is to stick with it to get past the extinction burst that we are experiencing. Sorry I comment on every post but you are so speaking my language.

    • Zynnia- I LOVE that you comment on my posts! It’s the only reassurance I have that there are others out there like me: insane and embracing it 🙂 We having singing as well but it tends to be the same line over and over- and most of the time, it’s not even the right words, which seems to annoy me even more! You are right, we need to stick with this. It’s just so damn frustrating sometimes- I think also because we put up with so much (because really, is it okay to say, “Honey, your signing is annoying the SHIT out of me right now, so, please, cut it out!” ???) that then we just explode. They never hear the internal dialogue- which is a good thing- but it also doesn’t provide an excuse for our sudden explosion of yelling. I continue to maintain that they are the crazy ones… not us! Thank you sweet mama for your support!

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