I have just had a childish fit of temper.

[PrettyCandles]

I threw a plastic pint glass across the kitchen and then stomped on it.

I feel much better now, thanks.

That's it let it out. and breath.

It's good to stuff like that,yes?

I wanna go to tesco and throw myself on the floor and have a tantrum.
Well, kids can do it.

Have you got any more?

Three.

I delayed clearing up the mess as I didn't wnat to feel bad about it, but - hey! - when I crept back in to the kitchen to clear up I found that I really didn't give a damn.

Bloody therapeutic.

(I'd just better be careful not to get my therapy when the kids can see me!)

PrettyCandles, I have been having these for a long time and always felt rather childish. Now I find that they actually feel damn good and so I resolutely refuse to get angry at my children's tantrums anymore Good for you darling, get it out, keep it out. p.s. I slam doors on a daily basis and that feels fantastic.

I smashed a large and annoying plastic water wheel to smithereens in the bathroom one night by beating it repeatedly against the wall as my children looked on in horror.

A new low in my work/life balance.

I like to slam kitchen drawers. Trouble is, we are thinking of new kitchen with soft close drawers - that's no fun is it?

I once threw a mug across the room in a fit of fury. The fucker didn't even break which made me even more . I ended up banging it against the floor for ages without any damage to it at all

Thing is, I have these moments of completely loosing the plot and wanting to throw things and then the mother and housewife takes over and I think of the mess I might make!

what's this formerly business then? eh?eh?

you not dancing tonight pcc? I want to go but didn't want to put mum out by asking her to babysit.

Its part of my big plan! getting fed up with princesscc, coz its too long, but just getting known so don't want to change completely, so I thought formally known as this week and then next week I will just be pcc! Yes I'm dancing, D has got new shoes and wants to try them out, but she's running late, so she's going straight there.

no, stick with princesscc - even though everyone knows you're not REALLY a princess! You're not, get it in yer head.

Wah, I wanna come dancing too. I'm not stressed today (apart from leaving bank card in Sainsburys obv - just been to collect)!!

i threw a lamb chop at dh when preg and he made some innocuoua comment i enjoyed overreacting too

we didnt find it for 2 days

OK, if you say so! Shit, better go, keep the juicey threads open for me, back a 9.40pm. mwah! x

Lamp chop throwing - nice one!

i threw an open tin of beans at the sink once.

I have a pretty impressive throw, apparently

Don't do it girls. I was picking beans out of crevices for weeks.

I also took a phone outside after ex dp hung up on me

I stomped on it until it was very very broken. I mean jumping up and down stomping.

To the rhythm of "Fucking bloody fucking bloody fucking bloody fucking bloody fucking bloody fucking bloody" >

I broke our banister once, i kicked it in a temper - it really hurt but i was pi**ed with DP and didn't want to look like an idiot so i proudly limped upstairs slamming the bedroom door before very quietly sobbing in pain froma broken toe!

My mum once threw a dish down the garden in temper. Our mouths were like this - we'd never seen her lose it before (I was 18 - not bad going mum!).

Back in the 60's my mom came home into out RAF quarter, it had a long lino-ed hallway, to the left was acost cupboard where she kept the ironing basket, it was full of wire coat hangers, she opened the door took off her coat, saw my pops at the other end of the hall way, picked the basket up and threw it at him

' I'S BLOODY TWINS'

She had just been for a Xray at 4 months PG.

I still remember the sound of all those hangers rattling down the hallway.

BTW she got over it, even more so when we went to Singapore when the darling brats were 6 weeks and they could afford a Nanny there

PMSL at some of these. What a passionate lot we are

I lost my temper with a rude dismissive teacher once outside the staff room at school after he banged the door in my face. So I kicked the wall opposite the staff room door. Unfortunately it turned out to be pasterboard, and my foot went straight through it, getting stuck fast in the hole . I was there for about 10 minutes frantically wiggling and woggling my foot trying to get it out, spraying plasterdust and bits of paint and lumps of wall over the floor. Luckily nobody came out, so I legged it and changed my shoes.

I never owned up to it either

I have also broken not less than four violin bows by smashing thm in temper because I couldn't get the hang of something.

I once threw a big 6 pint bottle of whole milk from the hallway into the living room, over a safety gate. I watched in horror as the lid cracked of and the milk glugged over my lovely wool rug, while I tried in vain to open the blasted safety gate.

Have also been known when all 7 mindees are being particularly gruesome and loud, to sit on the kitchen floor and scream with them, strangely the all go quiet!

shosh (can't work out who you were), thats hilarious. I empathise. I have DTs, no nanny (by choice) and DD. Regularly feel like the coathanger trick

I was Shosha am noe the Bars MIL