On Not Being A Screamer

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I get a lot of feminine wisdom from this blog. Last week there was a blog post written, entitled Screamers. It began as a caution against raising screaming children, but ended as chastisement against women being “screamers”, or as my dear sweet Rev would so kindly put it, “over reactors”.

It hit a bit close to home. Not only do I come from a long line of screamers in the sense that yelling at the children comes naturally, but complaining and overreacting seem such a great big part of my sin nature. My house is not quiet. My house is not calm. I do not sweetly tell my family that dinner is ready, instead I yell down the basement stairs “DINNER SINNERS!!!!”.

I want more for my family. I want peace in my home. I think I am going to make more of an effort to be a milder woman.

I started today (I start again every day). The Rev had to hit the road to speak at an LWML event. I made him a pot of coffee, and he took most of the pot. Something odd happened when I made the second pot. I set the coffee maker up just so, but for whatever reason (lack of coffee perhaps?) I forgot to put the coffee pot under the drip basket.

I went downstairs to start a load of laundry (not an uncommon event). When I returned to the kitchen to pour my cup of sweet comfort, I found coffee, and water, and wet coffee grounds ALL OVER THE KITCHEN COUNTER! (ooops, I just screamed again). I have a slightly fancy coffee maker, it has a pause feature. This is a great feature, unless you forget to return the coffee pot. If you forget to place the coffee pot under the basket the basket overflows from the top, instead of out of the drip hole.

My friends, here is the important part. All of my inmost being wanted to go into full out scream mode and inappropriate pastor wife language wanted to come out and I wanted to turn red and stomp my feet and blame the boys. Instead, I calmly turned off the machine, grabbed some kitchen towels and began wiping up MY mess. I did not snap at the young one who came in in the middle of the clean up and tell him to get out until I was done. I did not bark orders at the big one.

And now, my friends, that fresh new pot of coffee is ready, and I am going to grab a cup, and enjoy my progress.

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About the author : Dakotapam

I'm a Lutheran pastor's wife and mom to six kids, including toddler twin girls. My life is sometimes normal, and sometimes crazy; but through it all, I know that I am blessed! Some people say that I have my hands full, I prefer to call it living life with both hands full, and I love it!

9 comments to “On Not Being A Screamer”

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  1. Eileen Larson - September 28, 2008 Reply

    I need to take a lesson from you. I too come from a family of yellers and often have to remind my self to calm down,

  2. Ethan, Zach, and Emm - September 28, 2008 Reply

    I'M A SCREAMER TOO! Oops. I mean, i'm a screamer too. I can see myself producing screaming children…maybe I'll make my New Year's resolution early!

  3. Joy - September 28, 2008 Reply

    I'll scream all the un-pastor's-wifely words for you. People expect no less from me, and right now I can just blame it on being 35 weeks pregnant.I think it's better than taking the Lord's name in vain, which I did this morning when, going 65 in the left lane of a divided highway, a drunk driver was headed straight towards me. I don't know… under those circumstances it may have passed off as praying out loud!

  4. Nancy - September 28, 2008 Reply

    Good job, Pam! I too am a screamer and really need to work on it!

  5. Dakotapam - September 28, 2008 Reply

    Oh ladies, lest you think I made it the rest of the day…I yelled at boys who got int eh wrong van, I rushed my kids through Target…yelling as quietly as I could…each day is new…and since I can't yell at work, I should be good tomorrow until at least 5:30 pm!

  6. Angie - September 28, 2008 Reply

    When DH and I first got married he said, "Why do you scream all the time?" I said, "Because everyone in my family does!" Like he was the freak. It's hard to change something you've grown up doing. I too hope every day that I will scream a little less than the day before!

  7. On The Verge - September 28, 2008 Reply

    I too am trying my best to not be a screamer. I am doing pretty well with it I must say. I hate doing it to my girls. Thanks for stopping by. Hope to see you again.

  8. Tracey - September 28, 2008 Reply

    Hilarious! I'm looking forward to reading more. I'm not a screamer, but I do yell at the kiddos a bit.Baby LuvinMom TidingsSaving With Tracey

  9. michelle - September 29, 2008 Reply

    I'm a screamer too. It is tough to change. I'm trying. Not too well, I might add.

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