NO YELLING FAST - UPDATE

When I started on this fast, I knew it would be a challenge because I’m forever yelling. One thing I’ve learned from this is that you can stop the yelling. It won’t happen over night but you can cut down on it.

I have a bad habit of speaking before thinking. That’s the good thing about writing; you can reread your words before you send them out. When you speak without thinking, sometimes they are words you wish you never said. Yelling is like that. You say things you wish you never said.

With the older children, I’m learning to remain calm, breath, think about my words and then speak. Now I wish I could say that for the 2 year old. Every time I think I have it down, that little person, does something outrageous and I let loose.

The hubby bought powdered donuts and the little person grabbed a few to eat and then decided one would be good to use as a writing tool. He proceeds to write on my mother’s couch. By the time I find him, one pillow on the couch is covered with powdered sugar. Before I could think, the words are out, “Why are you doing that? You’re supposed to eat the donut not play with it,” of course at the top of my lungs and scaring the poor little person to death. His little face, made me realize I was yelling and hurting his little feelings. He starts to cry and I feel like the worse mom in the world.

Not yelling is hard, but I refuse to give up on the fast. I’m learning to control my yelling and I know after this fast, I will start a new habit of thinking before speaking.

NO YELLING - Day 1

I survived my first day and no yelling. Believe me it wasn’t easy. The morning went well. The kids didn’t aggravate me, everyone was in a good mood, which made the morning flow perfect. My worse yelling times is after I pick the kids up from school. We stopped at the grocery store, the one place I’m known for yelling. We picked up dinner and went home with no yelling, even when my middle son wanted to whine because I wouldn’t buy him candy.

At home I did a lot of deep breathing instead of letting my tongue loose. I also called on Jesus a few times because I was seriously ready to let it loose. I was able to make it to bed without one mean word coming from my lips.

The biggest test came at 4:30 this morning when the youngest decided it was morning time and he need some milk because he was thirsty. I refuse to move and I stayed calm instead of letting the temper flare.

Both kids yelled a few times last night. They kept wanting to know what they would win if they make it through the month. I told them they win, learning how to be nice to people instead of mean.

I have a feeling this is going to be a rough month.