Midnight Observations
While I love having more daylight, I hate “springing forward”. That lost hour of sleep in the morning and all. Last night I tried to change the time on the clock I got for Christmas and I couldn’t figure it out. I pushed this button and that button, but all I managed to change was the alarm time. So I handed it to Todd to let him have a go. After a few minutes he asked where the book was and there was no way I was going to rummage around the files. I told him we’d worry about it later since his clock had been moved forward.
After I plugged it back in he remembered the time can’t be changed on this clock because it’s linked to the atomic clock in Boulder, Colorado so it changes itself. Very nifty. The only problem was that instead of sleeping I kept glancing at it to see if it changed. Of course it didn’t change until 2:00 (or actually 3:00) a.m.
I finally fell asleep, only to be woken by Katie who had had a terrible nightmare. She was still trembling from it so I told her to get in bed with us for just a little while. I scooched over and she climbed in. She lay on her side with her back to me and I spooned her and rubbed her back to calm her down. I felt something on my feet and it took me a few minutes to realize it was HER feet. What happened to my little girl? Now she’s so tall her feet reach all the way down to mine!
About an hour of laying still and listening to the sounds of sleeping people on both sides of me was all I could take. I walked her back into her room and tucked her in like she was about seven. THEN I feel asleep. Again. And boy was it hard to get up this morning!! Thankfully we go to the late church service, though Taylor worked all three so Todd had to have him there early. Guess I shouldn’t complain…
I felt something on my feet and it took me a few minutes to realize it was HER feet. What happened to my little girl? Now she’s so tall her feet reach all the way down to mine!woweeee. yes, it’s amazing how time flies, isn’t it? even with all this wacky time changing baloney!
You are such a fabulous mom!! I would never had thought to go to my parents room when I was older. I just lay in my bed huddle and shivering in fear.I just love your family dynamic. I really think that’s the way it should be.I was up (shock I know) and watched the clock on my TV change over from 1:59 to 3:00am. I’ve never seen it change before so I was very pleased with myself.Yep. It’s the little things.So are your kids off this week? It’s March break up here.Cindys
Wow, what a cool clock…but I would have done the same thing. Not really rested until I knew it was going to change.Awww, that’s so great Katie could come snuggle with mom until her fears were all gone. Funny how they always seem to show up at mom’s side of the bed, huh? No one quite soothes the fears away like mama.
His Girl – Yes, it’s amazing. She’s almost as tall as me and the boy’s almost as tall as Todd. What’s up with that??Cindy – Thanks. I like our family dynamic (mostly) too.Becky – I’ve always had my side of the bed closest to the door. Why? I don’t get it!!
Have you ever noticed that when you think you have changed all the clocks, you find another one you missed? And I stood looking at my atomic clock/ inside & outside temperature gadget for several minutes before I remembered that detail myself! LOL!!With all the cold medication I downed, I slept like a rock, thank goodness!
Ughhh, I love when it’s light later but I HATE the springing forward part! I swear it takes me a month to catch up!
I hate springing forward, I just hate giving up that extra hour of my weekend.I love when Hannah still runs to us in the middle of the night. I did the same thing one night, it hit me that she is no longer a little girl anymore. She is as tall as I am. I felt a bit sad, they just grow up so fast. She still snuggles up to me, just like she did when she was little. I love that I can still make her feel safe in the middle of the night.Have a peaceful night.XOXOXO
I am so the same I H.A.T.E. spring forward. It’s so horrible the first day!!Katie has a cute mom to let her snuggle in after a bad dream. I thought that would end when they were as tall as me, I’m glad to know it doesn’t!I also changed my blog address & wanted to let ya know. It’s now:ourcrazylifewithkids.blogspot.comand my recipe blog is atbigfatmommyrecipes.blogspot.comTake care! – Kate
BWAHAHAHA! I’m not laughing at your pain. I’m laughing at our SHARED pain! I fell asleep somewhere around 3:00 (new time) and had to crawl out of bed at 7:00 (alarm went off in spurts from 6:30 on) to be at church for 8:15. One practice and two services. Ugh. I hate springing ahead. “Spring ahead.” It’s so chipper souding. AND IT’S NOT!
Oh, the really painful part was when we all climbed in the van and, as we were pulling out of our driveway, I glanced at the clock on the dash, which hadn’t been changed yet. 6:53 a.m. That’s just wrong! WRONG, I tell you!!
Your Katie sounds like a sweet girl, and very lucky to have a mom like you! I keep reading your blog and hoping that my children grow up as nicely as yours!Saturday we put the kids to bed earlier than their usual bedtimes, then reset their clocks and hoped they’d sleep in. It worked but we are waiting for the fallout. I know it will catch up to them this week. Jesse took a long nap yesterday, maybe 3 hours instead of his usual 1-1/2 to 2. And he’s sleeping in this morning. So hopefully that’s as bad as it gets! Usually they’re really cranky the whole week of any time change.Sending sleepy thoughts your way so you can get some good zzzz’s tonight! Katie
I slept very restlessly, too. I know that my cell phone automatically changes, but still something inside me is afraid that this will be the one time it doesn’t and I’ll show up an hour late to work, because there is no way I would wake up at 5:45 am on my own.
Ugh. This time change always messes me up. I usually walk around like a zombie for a couple of days.
My poor hubby has a 16 hour difference to get used to, going to Shanghai from Seattle. Actually, now with springing ahead, it’s just 15 hours. I don’t care. I still think my one hour is worse. Because it’s me. 😉
We walked in during the sermon of 1st – missed the whole worship set for which I was supposed to be singing. If the dang hubby wasn’t out of town he would have set the clocks like he’s supposed to. I blame my tardiness on the president. There. I said it. Thankfully we were on time for sunday school and for me to join the choir for 2nd service.