So things had been going well with the punishment free week, but this morning all the nagging, scolding, and yelling that I’d not done for days erupted when right as we needed to leave the house, M decided she wanted her hair put up and then needed to do a few more things before we could leave and C would not stop pulling up on my legs so I could move around. I lost it and I’m angry with myself.
But the one good thing in all of it is that I gave up getting out of the house on time and stopped to talk to M and cuddle the girls. And this time, instead of what I often do (and I’m ashamed to admit it), I apologized without adding the implication that if M were just better behaved I wouldn’t have gotten angry in the first place. We all felt better before we left, but we would have been better still if I’d just relaxed and quit worrying about rushing out of the house to start with. I’m refreshing my resolve and making another start to this day.