Well this is mainly just for me to get some
out of my head. 2 days ago (Dec. 27th) was NOT a good day. Ds (16 months) cried, whined, and clung all day. This is completely unlike him. I tried so hard to be patient with him but by the end of the day I was so frazzled and frustrated.
Like many of you I didn't have the most GD childhood growing up. My parents rarely spanked (and not hard), but I would have considered my mom border-line emotionally abusive. She was the type to use mean, sarcastic, cold-as-ice comments that hurt so much I still obsess over them today, years later. I never learned how to control and release anger like an adult should. So finally, I just snapped. The only thing I am proud of is that I never once raised my voice or (god forbid) hit my son. Instead I picked him up and held him in my left arm as I vented some very physical anger. Ended up punching the wall (that hurt!), knocking over some junk, and kicking the crap out of a Rubbermaid laundry basket. My son thought it was funny. I realized how childish it was but felt like I just needed to be angry.
Anyhow, I talked with Dh and told him I need some activities to help relieve stress. Like painting or something. I know I'm a physical person so we talked about getting an exercise bike and a speed bag. I'm open to any suggestions you mamas (and daddies) have about ways to keep calm.
Many thanks... and yeah, parenting really is a journey, isn't it?
~Nay, always trying to better myself
out of my head. 2 days ago (Dec. 27th) was NOT a good day. Ds (16 months) cried, whined, and clung all day. This is completely unlike him. I tried so hard to be patient with him but by the end of the day I was so frazzled and frustrated.Like many of you I didn't have the most GD childhood growing up. My parents rarely spanked (and not hard), but I would have considered my mom border-line emotionally abusive. She was the type to use mean, sarcastic, cold-as-ice comments that hurt so much I still obsess over them today, years later. I never learned how to control and release anger like an adult should. So finally, I just snapped. The only thing I am proud of is that I never once raised my voice or (god forbid) hit my son. Instead I picked him up and held him in my left arm as I vented some very physical anger. Ended up punching the wall (that hurt!), knocking over some junk, and kicking the crap out of a Rubbermaid laundry basket. My son thought it was funny. I realized how childish it was but felt like I just needed to be angry.
Anyhow, I talked with Dh and told him I need some activities to help relieve stress. Like painting or something. I know I'm a physical person so we talked about getting an exercise bike and a speed bag. I'm open to any suggestions you mamas (and daddies) have about ways to keep calm.
Many thanks... and yeah, parenting really is a journey, isn't it?
~Nay, always trying to better myself







: ) and I can see a huge difference. Hagn in there mama.