[Found through ParentHacks]
Holy cow, this is the funniest and saddest thing I have read or seen in the last year. It’s a good thing I’m alone, because the howling laughter at times would have freaked everyone out. I couldn’t see the screen because of the tears from laughing so hard at times.
The blogger asks for the worst parenting stories to help her get over screaming at her own kids. She got back a huge response, and many of them are well written, too. Seems that a lot of parents screw up. Shocking.
Here is just one of the posts:
I’ve only been a mom for 11 months, so I’m pretty new to crappy parenthood, but I’ve had a few bad situations in this short period of time. The most recent was a few weeks ago. My daughter has just learned how to walk and naturally it follows that she is interested in ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING she shouldn’t be. When I was making dinner she followed me into the kitchen and while I made sure to install cabinet locks a few weeks prior, I did not install locks on the silverware drawers, foolishly believing that she couldn’t reach them. Apparently she can reach everything, even things that appear to be 17 feet above her head because she reached up and grabbed the drawer handle, which caused the drawer to go flying open for some reason, smashing my daughter in the forehead, which knocked her down onto the kitchen floor as steak knives flew through the air and gently landed around her like freshly fallen snow (she was fine).
10 minutes later she’s still in the kitchen with me (BECAUSE I DON’T LEARN) and I realize she was being awfully quiet (BECAUSE I DON’T LEARN) and I look over and she’s eaten the entire contents of the cat’s food bowl (Iams Weight Control, for those interested).
My husband now watches her while I make dinner. Because I am clearly incapable of keeping my child alive while doing so.
I’ll add my “favorite” stupid explosion of my own:
I was helping my 2-year old (at the time) brush her teeth. She was sitting on the sink and we were having a pleasant experience, mostly, until I told her to say “eeee” so I could brush the front of her teeth. She just sort of let her mouth go slack and decided this would be a good time to test how serious I was about getting her teeth brushed. I don’t know why (she was 2… even she probably didn’t know why). After some “ha ha, come on, say ‘eeee’” kind of talk escalated into “stop screwing around and go ‘EEEEEE’”, and she got progressively less willing to cooperate, I slammed my fist, and the toothbrush, down on the sink as hard as I possibly could, rattling everything in the room, making her paralyzed with fear while yelling at the top of my lungs something to the effect of “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!” At that point, she was wailing and inconsolable, and my wife kicked me out of the bathroom. Apparently, I have some anger issues. While it’s not gotten quite that bad since, it’s come close more than once. She still seems to like me though, and the guilt will fade, I’m sure, some time before I die.
It looks like most of the comments on the linked site are from mothers. I’d be interested to hear about major screw-ups from fathers, too. I think, maybe because kids spend more time with their mothers, that fathers’ interactions can be more impactful at times – which isn’t always helpful.