Guess what trailer trash move I skillfully employed yesterday morning on the front lawn?

It was 9:15 ish and I was trying to usher the little man into the car. The garage door was up so he kept running onto the driveway and front lawn whenever I’d get him close to the open car door. Before this, I had already spent at least 30 minutes telling him (at least 500 times) to take off pj’s and put on his clothes, socks, shoes…. I was running on about 2 hours of fitfull sleep. I was tired, headachy and cranky. Hubby has been out of town most of last week. He was gone Monday, Tuesday and today too. So I’ve been subjected to the “All Seth — All the time channel” alot lately. With no time to replenish my reserves, my patience was shredded.

While I was trying to wrangle the boy into the car, my neighbor across the street came outside to ask me a quick question. At this point I was in a very big hurry because I was very late. As I yelled to her my answer, I was still trying to get the child in the car. All this time, he wasn’t listening. He was doing this spastic little running-thing all over the front yard. And then I just snapped and started yelling at my son.

“Seth. Get in the car! GET IN THE CAR. GET IN THE CAR. GET IN THE CAR SETH!”

He finally stopped running and really looked at me. I met his gaze and growled, “GET IN THE DAMN CAR!” He FINALLY got in the car. But yes, I screamed at him in front of my neighbor in the front yard. There are a bunch of stay-at-home moms in the neighborhood. I’m pretty sure they all heard me too. Way to go Lisa, you dumbass!

I’m humiliated by my conduct. I feel horrible for the way I treated my son. I don’t want to yell at him. I don’t want to hurt his feelings and damage his self-esteem. I hate myself when I raise my voice. But I just don’t know HOW to get him to listen and follow directions the first time or even the 15th time I ask. He’ll finally listen and follow through if I “turn up the volume”. He is not like this around anyone but me. (I’m the one who spends the most time with him — especially since Children’s Day Out is closed for the summer and my hubby has been traveling alot.) I’ve tried removing the distractions from the area, getting to eye level and talking to him. But that child’s attention span is shorter than a gnat’s (when he’s with me.)

So if anyone has got some advice, I’m all ears!