I yell at my kids more than I'd like. Sometimes it's because there are 4 of them and the volume is so high at my house it's the only way to get my airwaves past the ones that they are making and sometimes it's because there are times when they seem to ignore me until I start yelling.
Sometimes when I'm lying in bed falling asleep I say to myself, "good day today - no yelling!" or "I will try to be more patient tomorrow."
Lately, in an effort to combat the bad yelling I've started trying to work in some good yelling. One of my favorites is to walk up to one of my kids, squeeze them tight and then yell into their faces, "I AM THE LUCKIEST MOM!"
They laugh because they know I am also the craziest.
Speaking of crazy, I wrote about this before but I've also been trying to redirect us all when things are going poorly. One of my favorites happens consistently at bedtime when my children seem to have a hard time with "brush your teeth and go to bed" and I find them wandering the halls half naked or soaking wet or playing with Legos.
At this time I try to offer them direction but after the third or fourth time I look them in the eye and half scream/half sing (in a showtunes sort of way) You're driving me, driving me, driving me.... CRAZY!"
I've done it so much it's now one of the girls favorite songs and they fill in the CRAZY now before I even get to it. It may make us appear crazier but it helps keep me sane and less screamy so it's a win.
But the best thing happened the other day when I squeezed my 5 year old tight then put my nose up to hers and said loudly, "I AM THE LUCKIEST MOM."
After I said, "I" she interrupted and timed "I LOVE YOU MOM" to coincide with my saying "I AM THE LUCKIEST MOM" so that our "MOM"s overlapped and then she laughed and said, "Jinx, you owe me a coke."
And then we laughed and laughed.