Travelingjenny

I hate the men in suits who came up with the idea of daylight savings time. What decent human being would knowingly inflict the torture of a time change on a family with children? Clearly these men did not have kids of their own, or at least they had saintly wives who got up with their kids every morning at sunrise and never complained. Well, I’m complaining. Despite our best efforts to prepare them for having their internal clocks rocked, our girls have been getting up one hour earlier. To me and Adam, 6am is very different than 7am. Especially after we have been entertaining, and chasing, two young children all day and are exhausted. This also means that our girls are operating on one less hour of sleep each day, which is a big problem for them (and therefore, for us too). Grace was hysterically crying for no apparent reason for most of this morning. I started to tell her that if she didn’t snap out of it, she couldn’t go to school. And then I realized that she had to go to school – what would I do with her all morning in that condition? She seemed to survive school okay, but woke up early, and very unhappy, from her nap. And now she has a fever. Great. And to think we get to go through all of this again tomorrow, starting at the oh-so-fun hour of 6am. I curse you, you cruel, ignorant men in suits! Just look at what you’ve done to them: