Father Time is Just Cruel

Despite the name, it’s obvious Father Time hasn’t experienced a time change with a child. Who else would come up with the idea of a time change being a good one?

I know time changes have something to do with farmers. But I’m not farmer (and I don’t play one on TV). I’m a parent. And a time change is something I really don’t need.

You see, children and time changes don’t mix. It’s hard enough to stay on a consistent sleep and nap schedule on a normal day. Then throw in a time change and it’s like starting from square one.

Today was the first day of “spring forward,” which means we “lost” an hour. But really it just meant I was under the illusion that Sophie let me sleep until 8 a.m. When in reality, it was her normal 7 a.m. wake-up time. And going to bed at the normal 8 p.m bedtime was not going to fly.

But tomorrow will be the killer. Tomorrow when I need to get up for work at, what seems like, an hour earlier than normal. When we’ll have to drag Sophie from a deep sleep in the morning. Yes, tomorrow morning will be joyous.

Before I had Sophie, I looked forward to “fall back.” Who wouldn’t want an extra hour of sleep? Well, let me tell you. Children don’t get that memo. They still wake up at whatever time their biological clocks is ready. Doesn’t matter what numbers are on the clock. When they’re up, they’re up. And so are you.

With both time changes, parents are playing bedtime catch-up for an entire week trying to get back on a schedule. At least now it’s darker in the morning. And while I personally prefer more light in the morning (something about getting ready for work in the dark is not right), I can always tell Sophie she needs to rest some more because it’s still dark outside.

Will she buy it? We’ll see. Of course if she does buy my logic, the evenings will have the opposite effect when we’re getting ready for bed and it’s still light out. I’m sure it will be a matter of minutes before she’ll throw back at me, “But YOU said it’s night-night when it’s dark, and it’s not dark.”

Damn you, Father Time!

Share this post

Share on facebook
Share on google
Share on twitter
Share on linkedin
Share on pinterest
Share on print
Share on email