Okay, I know that this is old news... this was about a week ago already. I just haven't had time to post for a while.
Last weekend, I knew that time changes back one hour but in the rush and hubbub of Sunday morning, trying to get out the door for Sunday School and church with now six kids and minus a husband because he's in England for work, I didn't feel it necessary to change the clocks back right then. You know how hard it is to get out the door with children of any age but especially with a new baby....feed..check! burp....check! change diaper....check! wipe top of head, neck creases, and behind ears with baby shampoo on cloth and rinse....check! slather a little baby lotion on rest of body so she smells like she just got a full bath.....check! put on clean "church outfit".......check! go back after getting other kids ready, pick baby up to put in warm fuzzy suit....she smells poopy....rechange diaper....lay her back down....she spits up all over "church outfit"........start all over!!!! The important thing was that I knew the correct time! Out the door we went, got to Sunday School, sat through church, then went home to potty dogs, eat lunch and continue on to my sister's for the day. Her husband was gone for the weekend on a hunting trip so after our visiting went late into the evening we decided to just stay for the night. I ran home, pottied and fed the dogs, and went back to my sister's. Late the next morning we headed back home. I kept noticing that day every time I sat down to nurse the baby that I hadn't yet changed the clocks back. Just as evening was approaching and I began breaking out in hives at the thought of starting the typical bedtime torture....it's torturous for me, not the kids!....a light bulb went on over my head! I decided to conveniently wait until after the kids went to bed before turning the clocks back!!! I felt just victorious as I began pushing kids toward their beds, telling them, "Hurry up!!! It's getting so late, it's way past your bedtime!" I probably should have felt at least a twang of guilt but I didn't feel even a drop of it! I was just gloating over my moment of genius! One of my kids, Olivia, absolutely loves her sleep! It is so not my side of the family thing! Unfortunately, most of the kids take after me and would be night owls if we allowed it. Anyway, Olivia came downstairs when I was getting some clothes ready for the kids for the next day and asked me, "Mom, did you remember to change the clocks back or is that the old time?" I paused for a moment and confessed, "Hey, I know how much you love your sleep so I'll let you in on my little secret! I haven't changed the clocks back yet and I'm not going to either until after everyone is asleep! That way I can hopefully get everyone to sleep on time tonight, or at least close to it!" She just grinned and said, "Okay! I won't say anything!!!"
Well, that night it worked so well, the next evening, I had Olivia quickly change the clocks forward again when all the other kids were busy elsewhere in the house and we both just cackled as I was chasing kids to bed again that night, busy telling them, "Hurry up!!! It's getting sooo late, it's way past your bedtime, get going!!!!" I told Olivia not to ever tell the other kids because, let me tell you, I'm not above resorting to that tactic as needed in the future!!!! :)