Silly Mom Thoughts

It wasn’t until I had children that I found myself despising Daylight Savings Time. In Lindsay-ville BC (before children), Spring Forward simply meant I slept in until 9:30 instead of 8:30. Fall Back meant an extra hour at the bars on Saturday night, and more time to sleep in on Sunday morning. Sure, it threw me off for about a day as my body adjusted to that extra hour, or lack thereof, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Now, it is a major deal.

You see, when we Spring Forward, it means my kids get up at 7:30am, but it still feels like 6:30am. They stay awake all day long and refuse to fall asleep until an hour after their normal bedtime. This goes on for days. To make matters worse, it gets lighter earlier. Do you know what that means? Suddenly, my little human alarm clocks decide that the sun is awake, so they should be too. It doesn’t matter that it’s only 5:30am, noooo. Time has no relevance to children, I have quickly come realize.

Fall Back is almost as annoying. During Fall Back, they wake up an hour before they normally would, and the whole saga continues in reverse. It’s quite exhausting.

The problem with Daylight Savings Time and my kids, is that it seems it takes them nearly until the next round of clock moving until they get onto a normal sleeping schedule. Then, whoop! we’re Springing Forward again, and it starts all over…

Who knew an hour could mess us up so badly?

The only thing that I enjoy about Daylight Savings Time is thinking about how many people will utter these words tomorrow:

“Oh crap, we’re an hour late!”

Evil, I know. But hey, I have to find humor in it somehow.