8 Lessons from an Hour of Yelling

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My colleague recently shared a thought-provoking article about a mother who spent an entire week whispering, and how that experience transformed her parenting journey. It made me wonder if she was subtly hinting at something for me. The writer, Clara Jones, ponders, “How do we end up in a situation where our patience runs thin and we’re shouting at our kids?” To explore this, she decided to give up yelling for a week in favor of whispering. The results? She noticed improved focus, fewer tantrums from her kids, reduced distractions, a more relaxed atmosphere, and happier children. Intrigued, I was ready to embark on a similar experiment, but the universe had other plans.

Just as I was gearing up for my whispering trial, the obnoxious gardener arrived with his leaf blower! My mother, who struggles with hearing, misunderstood my gentle request for her to feed the baby, yelling back, “WHAT?” When I tried again, she shot me a look as if I were the biggest jerk ever. “Are you whispering? WHY are you whispering?” At that moment, I decided to embrace the chaos and yell for an hour to see what insights I could gain.

Here’s what I discovered during my loud experiment:

  1. The relentless sound of the leaf blower became less annoying. My own shouts drowned it out, creating a win-win scenario.
  2. Witnessing the bewildered expression on an infant’s face while I yelled at everyone during breastfeeding provided a good laugh.
  3. Yelling can be a source of entertainment for children—especially if you’re not yelling at them but rather with them.
  4. Surprisingly, yelling gave me a surge of energy. It felt a bit like chanting in yoga—sort of, but not really.
  5. This yelling spree acted like a trip down memory lane, reminding me of the times I brought my very American friends home for dinner, only to have them look perplexed at the volume of our conversations.
  6. My coworkers seemed to think everything I messaged was urgent, responding promptly.
  7. My mother looked increasingly concerned and might even consider sharing her Xanax with me.
  8. I felt a bit like I’d just finished a workout—talk about a unique form of cardio!

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In summary, yelling for an hour turned into an unexpected source of amusement and energy, while also shedding light on my parenting style. While whispering might have been the original goal, it’s clear that sometimes embracing the chaos can yield valuable lessons.