Believe it or not, I am the yelly parent.
I grew up around yelly parents (not my own) and I vowed never to be that parent, yet somehow I have turned into one.
I sometimes like to think it’s not my fault – I believe I am driven to that moment where I yell.
I calmly ask my kids to do something and it’s not until I’ve said it 5 times, given them a countdown and then finally YELLED, that they suddenly move their asses and do it.
It’s like they know they have to wait until I yell before they take me seriously; and it does get me down and I feel terrible for it.
I can be patient when I need to be, but honestly I get so sick of them not listening, sometimes I bypass the being nice and just surprise them with the full-on yelling.
When I go out in public, my kids KNOW I don’t want to yell but I’m getting over that so I have now started just yelling when I’m out too.
I do a mean glare-eye and can shut my kid down with a look, but SOMETIMES it doesn’t work …
So now, after getting down on their level and doing the glare, I will yell and IDGAF who hears.
If anyone asks who the bad cop is in our relationship, we BOTH are. Phil is actually probably calmer with the kids than I am, but when push comes to shove, he will yell to get his point across; or get them to listen.
Neither of us like it, but it turns out we just have to.
Does anyone else get down about the amount of yelling they do? How do you deal with it?
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