Screaming like a banshee

I’d envisioned a relaxing family Saturday. Instead, I ended up screaming like a banshee.

Ant had to leave early to go to B&Q before nipping to Asda for his mum then going to work at the computer shop for a couple of hours. I’d planned to spend the morning catching up on blog stuff while the girls cleaned their room and re-organised their wardrobes. They were in a right state. KayCee and Ella had just chucked the clean clothes in instead of sorting them out and putting them away properly.

Hartsholme Park

When we’d all done, I was going to make lunch then see if Ant would drop us at Hartsholme Park for the afternoon. Ella wanted to go on a leaf hunt as part of her school homework and had asked if we could go.
Ant’s working on the roof he’s building over the patio. I thought it would be lovely to take the girls out on such a gorgeous day. He’d be left in peace to work.

What actually happened was the girls went upstairs to do their jobs and minutes later they started arguing.

When I say arguing, I actually mean a full-on screaming match. The way they shouted at each other with venom in both of their voices that sounded as though they hated each other, brought me to tears.

I tried my best to stay calm and issue a punishment (dad would empty the pool if they carried on) without screaming at them and I managed it.

At first.

Screaming Like A Banshee

They started crying and stormed off back upstairs but if you think the threat of the pool being emptied stopped them being horrible to each other, you’d be wrong.

And that’s when I lost it.

With every sentence, I got angrier and more shrill. I told them family games night was cancelled. They were also banned from the pool for a week. The only reason I wasn’t going to send them to bed at 7 o clock tonight was that I didn’t want to spend all evening going up and down stairs to stop them arguing. I knew they wouldn’t go to sleep right away.

I told them to go and get the jobs finished and not to talk to one another.

Didn’t Stop

They couldn’t help themselves though. They didn’t stop talking so I stormed upstairs, sent them to sit downstairs in silence and angrily folded all the clothes!
I drew the line at putting them all away. They were left for Kaycee to do. I also piled all the toys and games and stuff up and left it for Ella to tidy away then hoover the floor.

I’m calm again now but it took a big hug from the super wonderful husband to help me stop crying and calm down and the girls are now being very quiet.

Punishment

They’ve asked to watch the TV, play on the Wii, play on my phone and the answer to all has been no.
We’ve decided not to empty the pool. The cost of the water is the main reason but the week-long ban stays in place.

It breaks my heart because it’s so warm and sunny out today. They could be having a wonderful afternoon in the pool but I can’t give in.

I’ve now got a headache and sore throat to deal with. They’ve got to deal with the knowledge that mum and dad are very upset with them.
It’s a very sombre atmosphere at the moment. I for one will be very glad when this day is over.

 

1 Comment

  1. Kim Carberry 27th June 2015 at 3:06 pm

    Oh no hugs! I think we all have days like this with out children! I know I do for sure! I hope your girls have learned their lesson! x

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