Bad Mom

I yelled at my kid this morning.

Yelled doesn't actually begin to cover it.

Total dress down.

And I'm good at that. Just ask Mark.

I was debate Queen in high school and I have the awards and titles to prove it.

And I ripped apart my 7 year old.

I could explain why I was upset; how she pushed me over the edge and 'had it coming.'

Doesn't matter.

I feel like crap.

A few General Conferences ago one of the apostles talked about yelling in the home. He said that as soon as you yell or shout the Holy Spirit leaves.

I think about that every time that I yell.

Every. single. time.

Did I mention I feel like crap?