When will I ever learn? My kids, like so many others have an early bedtime. This is an absolute godsend at most times, but occasionally it does bite me in the arse. Am I the only fool who tries to pretend bedtime doesn’t exist on some nights?
My dad is visiting from the east coast and yesterday was crazy. Morning naps went fine, then we went for a walk to the beach. Then because we were in between events, we tried to nap them in the car.
So the afternoon went on and right at the kids dinnertime we paid a visit to my aunt and uncle, which was only bearable because of some ducks in the stream out back and a seemingly endless supply of Triscuits. At about 6:15, though, it was decided we should go out to eat. AT MY FAVORITE RESTAURANT.
I knew it was beyond stupid to agree to the dinner, but everyone was saying, “Oh they’ll be fine, don’t worry.” Blah blah blah. Wrong. It was a complete and utter flop. They were ok as long as there were some rice and beans to shovel down their gullets, but once they were full it was all over. Flying tortillas, flailing limbs, the whole works. I quickly changed my order to get it to go, packed up the runts, and headed home. No socializing, no sangria, no hot meal for me.
Why did I think it would work? They were already severely undernapped. What was I thinking? I guess the answer is that I knew it wouldn’t. But I went along anyway. To please my dad? Maybe, but what’s pleasant about shrieking grandchildren? To eat at my favorite restaurant? Well, ok, but it’s down the street from my house, so that excuse doesn’t really fly.
I think deep down it’s that I don’t want to be THAT MOM. The one who is so tied to her kids schedules that she never does anything fun. Earlier in his visit my dad was saying how we should go to this fancy bar for a drink, and incredulous, I asked, “With the babies??” He thought we should!? Just because 30Something years ago he and my mom did it with me. ONE OF ME. But then that just makes me feel wimpy about playing the twin card. God, I have issues today!
So anyway, does anyone else fall into this trap of putting off their kids’ sleep even when you know it will make your life pure hell? If so, why are we such idiots? And do you tire of playing the twin card, even when it’s totally valid?