“If I could turn back time…”
::lick corner of lips in a Cher-like fashion while tossing hair off shoulder::
Cher clearly wasn’t singing about turning back the clock for the end of Daylight Savings Time.
Because I have turned back time. On November 6th at 2 a.m. to be exact. Okay, that’s a bit of a stretch, but my iPhone was on the ball at 2 a.m. that Sunday morning and turned back time for me. Whatever. That time change has totally put a kink in our weekly schedule.
At first it was in the evenings. My sweet little AH would turn into a gremlin at 7 p.m. as though we’d kept her up partying way past her bedtime. This past Sunday and Monday evenings she was asleep nearly an hour before her usual lights out. Sounds great, right? It was on Sunday, but Monday? Not so much. I’m a working mom so my time with her in the evenings(about 2.5 hours) is really all I get until the weekends when I’m off.
So, in an effort to keep the tearful, screaming tantrums to a minimum, bedtime is now at least 30 minutes earlier. Problem solved.
Except now she wakes up earlier and the mornings seem to be a time of debate and boundary testing. She is more defiant about everything. She wants to do anything but what I ask her to do. For the last two mornings, after getting her dressed in whatever it is she agreed to put on, she bawled and squalled because we weren’t going to “go see friends” or “go tricka treat.” By the time we get to the sitter’s house (now 15 minutes late for work) she’s fine.
Exhibit A: AH wearing Halloween PJ’s, Kai Lan sunglasses, teeth brushed, hair not brushed (I picked my battles)
The point is, when you have a toddler, turning back time really messes with their heads. One little backwards turn of the clock hands can send the entire toddler universe into a tailspin.
I have missed our happy, laughter-filled evenings and I need all the help I can get in the mornings when it comes to punctuality.
Which is why, on Days 8 & 9 of the Month of Thanksgivings,
I am thankful for the evenings and mornings in which we have no fits, tears or flailing of tiny, angry limbs.
Has anyone else experienced a shift in your little one’s behavior since the time change?