22/09/2025
Have you ever had one of those moments where you’ve yelled at your kid and instantly regretted it? In fact you could even feel it was coming but you couldn’t stop it.
After an afternoon at the zoo and a busy morning of study (because 4.5 weeks to go!), I was tired, the kids were tired, ratty behaviour was coming out everywhere and anywhere.
I could feel the tensions rising. Demand after demand, I had already negotiated a million boundaries in the afternoon, I knew I didn’t have it in me to handle another one if there was too much more.
Another redirection, another distraction, another snack, I was running out of options. As we were around the corner, the kids got in eachother’s bubbles again and I yelled.
How could they not be quiet for 2 minutes when I had even bribed them with tv 😅. I had taken them out all afternoon, tried to meet their wants and needs all day and sacrificed my study time for them. What more did they want?
Oops, somewhere in the afternoon I had stopped prioritising my needs which were to go home and rest and instead kept trying to meet their wants and needs.
And they were tired, dysregulated and are under 6. They weren’t trying to be difficult. They didn’t want to misbehave.
We pulled onto the driveway, I put my fingers on the bridge of my nose to take a few deep breaths when suddenly I felt a head on my shoulder and a little voice whisper ‘I’m so sorry mum.’
My heart swelled. It has never been a focus to make the girls apologise, but we have modelled it time and time again and explained what we can do when we hurt someone.
I scooped them up in the front seat, we had a chat, I apologised, we laughed and reconnected and I was reminded that the work is still happening even when you think it’s not.