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Anger? Anybody?


Since my last post I've tried forgiving myself more freely for my impatience and anger at my kiddos.  It hasn't worked.  I've actually been more annoyed and had a shorter fuse as I've told myself it's okay.  I didn't mean to excuse my behavior, I meant to accept that it's normal and move on, but somehow it has backfired.

So now what?

I have no idea.

I believe it's important to be able to express anger and believe that it's not bad or evil, it's just an emotion, it's just information.  Maybe I just don't know how to express anger in a healthy way?  I can't think of any healthy ways.  Okay, running is a healthy way to deal with anger, but I can't always go running during the day.

Saturday night I got really upset and luckily I was the only person in my house awake, at least the kids were supposed to be asleep in bed (and they don't get out), so I just left John sleeping with the kids- it was only 7:30pm! And I went for a little run and I came back happy to a little sleeping family.  How often does that happen?  It's never happened before, and not likely to happen again soon.

One idea I like is to put yourself in time-out- Mommy is going in time-out for a minute!  But then what do you do?  Go throw things in the peace of your own bedroom?

Should do push-ups?

What do you do when you're angry that actually works to not scare your kids, suppress your own feelings, and deal with the emotion?

One thing I am actively working on today is to replace my angry/mean/frustrated/impatient voice with my firm voice.  You know the one that says, "Come here now."  Not I AM GOING CRAZY GET OVER HERE BEFORE YOU ARE REALLY BUSTED PAL! voice that is actually more confusing.

Have a good day.  Yes that is my firm voice.  Go.  Make it a good day!  It's a new week!  Woohoo!  Fresh start.

Comments

Angie O said…
It's so hard sometimes!
LeMira said…
That's where I was last night, and I just told myself I just needed to sleep and start over, and then I would be okay. I was right. Sometimes I just need to wake up to a new day; it's getting through the one that I'm so angry at that is the hardest part.
Heather said…
Love you Paige. I do Mommy quiet times when I need a break. I take a short little nap while Rex watches something on Netflix. Not a fan of TV as babysitter, but at least Rex is still alive.

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