48 Hours

I've decided to call my new journey of using gentle tones and kind words 'Spoken Softly'. 

The first 24 hours of 'Spoken Softly' were fairly easy. 

Then, yesterday mid morning (ish) both kids decided that they were not going to eat any of the foods that they asked for. They started defying everything and anything I asked of them. They both picked yesterday to throw the worst temper tantrums I have ever seen from either of them. It was horrible. They took early naps, and I made a pot coffee during the middle of the afternoon (which doesn't usually happen anymore...I know you're thinking it does. 

But still, by around dinner time I was losing my cool. 

I wanted to cry. I didn't. 

I wanted to yell. I did. 

See what I mean about not being perfect?

Jayme burst into tears. I thought Isaiah was fine, but then I found him in tears in his bed. 

Fail. 

After saying I was sorry, and a fair amount of coaxing, they both came to sit with me. We read some stories, and cuddled for awhile. The rest of the evening was like walking on egg shells, but we made it through without me flipping out again. 

Today, I will pay close attention to triggers that push me past my limit and I will adjust accordingly. 

I feel like yesterday was a break through, even though it wasn't deemed a 100% success. 

I made it 36 hours without yelling or losing my cool. It's a start. 

Today I will do better.