I almost yelled at my infant today. I didn't actually, but I came close. It started this afternoon when the laundry finished. I was going to hang it up outside, so I got him ready to take out..he then woke up and started yelling and I opened the door to ominous cloud cover that hadn't been there earlier...after I got his pram all set up. So I had to take that down, take the laundry upstairs and put up the drying rack and rush back to my screaming son. I pick him up, get him calmer, answer the phone and was rude at a telemarketer and then went upstairs and TRIED to hang up laundry. Laundry kept falling off, he started screaming again, I tried to rush and more clothing fell off and I turned and said (emphatically) "Would you please shut up! I'm doing my best!" and then I realized I was angry at an infant.
I was very ashamed. I mean he's only tiny, he has no other way to say he's wet, or tired, or hungry. Ashamed of myself I picked him up, apologized to him took him down and made him up a bottle.
I still felt pretty upset and was crying which was upsetting him so I called my mother in law while I fed him and kindly she calmed me down.
I still feel ashamed for getting angry with him but I didn't actually yell and I didn't do anything except get flustered (probably at least partly because I was starvingly hungry.
I was much better after eating and after I took a nap with the baby.
But yeah, I lost it a bit today.