8 Lessons Learned from an Hour of Yelling

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A colleague of mine recently sent me a delightful article about a mother who whispered for an entire week and how transformative it was. Was she subtly hinting at something? Inspired by writer Vanessa Bell’s musings on how we reach a boiling point and end up yelling at our kids, I resolved to try whispering for a week as well. She discovered that lowering her voice led to better focus, fewer tantrums, and a generally happier household. However, just as I was gearing up for this experiment, the universe had different plans for me.

Enter the loud gardener armed with a leaf blower. My mom, who’s already a bit hard of hearing, couldn’t quite catch my gentle request to feed the baby lunch. After a few attempts, I realized she was looking at me as if I’d lost my mind. “Are you whispering? Why are you whispering?” she asked, baffled. So, I decided to raise my voice for an hour and see what happened.

Here’s what I discovered during my yelling spree:

1. The leaf blower became less annoying—my own shouts drowned it out, a definite win.
2. The look of bewilderment on an infant’s face while I yelled at the world while breastfeeding was quite amusing.
3. Kids find yelling entertaining—especially when you’re not yelling at them but rather with them.
4. Yelling actually boosted my energy levels. It felt a bit like chanting during yoga, but let’s be real, that’s a stretch.
5. It served as a nostalgic trip down memory lane, reminding me of the confusion on my Anglo classmates’ faces when they visited my boisterous Greek/Italian family.
6. My coworkers now think every message I send is crucial and respond immediately.
7. My mother looked a tad concerned and might just offer me some of her Xanax.
8. I sort of felt like I had hit the gym—who knew yelling could be such a workout?

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In summary, while I didn’t quite achieve the calm whispering I intended, my hour of yelling taught me a lot about energy, humor, and the joy of connecting with my kids—even if it was at a decibel level that could raise the dead.