PTSD – the parental version

It’s 8:37pm and the kids are now in bed. It’s been one of those kinds of evenings. You know, the kind where your highly skilled little button pusher(s) has been practicing, and perfecting, her art.

After the screaming and wailing for the previous hour – or more – is over, the silence is much more profound than it usually is at this time of night.

With a shaking hand, I pour a generous portion of Wiser’s over ice, with a less generous portion of Pepsi, filling the cup.

Headache, high blood pressure, the shakes, twitching, an overwhelming desire to burn the laundry pile… all classic symptoms of the parental version of  PTSD – Post Tantrum Stress Disorder.

Treatable with soothing beverages and an evening binge watching Netflix. Until the next episode of tantrums erupts.

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About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home. I love Mondays because I can return to the world of adults, go to the bathroom alone and have nearly uninterrupted conversations with others.
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2 Responses to PTSD – the parental version

  1. Brilliant. I must remember that!

  2. deadbeatmom says:

    My preference is red wine but definitely a Netflix binge helps!

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