I didn’t yell at anyone today.
I didn’t raise my voice to break up a fight over a ridiculous plastic toy.
I didn’t shout any warnings across the crowded bowling alley when Miss D. started to run for the exit.
I didn’t call out to Country-Fried Daddy to cushion a fall I could see Belly heading towards as she rolled around on the couch.
I didn’t yell at anyone today because I have the most intense case of laryngitis I have ever experienced.
My mom thinks it is psychosomatic, an imaginary illness brought on by her visit which will miraculously disappear when she gets on the plane tomorrow to go home.
I’m hoping it will miraculously disappear before that, after I spend the rest of this evening snuggled up to my brand new cool-mist humidifier, which happens to be shaped like an adorable penguin. It says “adorable” right on the box, so I know it will be effective.
It better be.
As of 11:15 a.m. tomorrow, I will be on my own with the kids, and mime just does not cut it as a parenting technique. There’s only so long Miss D. will watch “woman trapped in box” before she realizes she can do whatever she wants without being reprimanded.
If my voice does not show up tomorrow morning, I fear my kids will eat me alive.
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I hope your voice came back! I rarely go a day without yelling. And I only have one kid… : )
so if it’s psychosomatic, do you think you can will it on your children? let me tell you, there’s nothing more satisfying than a silent preschooler.
Oh no! I hope your voice comes back soon…I can’t imagine being home alone with the kids and not being able to speak. I can only imagine the things that would go on in my house!
Yelling is as good for the soul as crying…for your sake, I hope you get your voice back pronto!
poor baby.
this is something i’m subject too also.
maybe its more familial than psychosomatic.
say hi to your mom.
I’ve been there. Leash them because you can always grab the leash and yank.
(and no, not a dog leash; I’m not that evil. A kid leash. Sheesh)
Wear orange, eat ravioli, and pray that adorable penguin works! Hope you make it through!
Do you have a whistle? Or how about blow up pictures of you with the angry mother look or a happy, it’s okay face? Seriously, I hope your voice comes back soon or you might have to send Miss D and Belly to work with CFD! Say hello to Mom for us.