The Gripes of March
We’re almost the ides of March. We’ve had some warm weather and a substantial amount of snow has melted. We still have some stubborn ice patches at the bottom of the driveway and in front of the curbs.
Today’s forecasted high is 50, but we’re supposed to drop back down to 27 on Wednesday and Thursday. Because of all of the melting and raining, there’s a lot of moisture in the air. So, we have lots and lots of fog. All of this makes for some truly spectacular “stay inside and wait for the sun” weather.
Katya started sleeping through the night a few weeks ago. We still wake up 2-3 times a night because one daughter or the other lost her pacifier and can’t find it. Katya has an excuse, Esther just needs to be less disoriented (and lazy) at night.
Still, all in all, we were starting to get caught up on sleep. But Sunday was the change over from “real” time to Daylight Savings Time. Now we have to wake up an hour earlier than we’re used to. We’re backed to waking up while it’s still dark outside. Neither one of us handles that well.
The girls still wake up and go to sleep at their accustomed times. They care nothing for our silly concepts of time and time changes. That means they’re going to bed “later” and waking up “later”. That means that we’re going to bed later too. Some “adult” things (like paying bills and taxes, enjoying sugary desserts, or just having some quiet cuddle time with a good comedy) are best done when children aren’t around.
We’re going to bed at 11pm (feels like good old 10pm) and waking up at 7am (feels like 6am). Throw in a couple of mid-night wakeups and we feel like we’re right back to getting way too little sleep. It’s sufficient to say, I’m not a big fan of daylight savings time.