Ever since my oldest was a toddler his bedtime has been 7:30 P.M. There’s no real science behind why 7:30 P.M. exactly — I call it mommy intuition. Every day I noticed that around that time he’d become irritable, irrational and just plain out of sorts. I’d check all the usual suspects – hunger, wet diaper, bored – then it hit me — he’s exhausted. Day after day I could tell what time it was by his behavior.
He is going on six years old now and 7:30 P.M. is still the magic number. What’s funny is that his little brother is following in his footsteps; it’s quite remarkable and a tad weird at the same time. Although, it makes things pretty easy as far as scheduling goes. I get time to myself or with the hubby by 8:30 P.M. max. Too bad I’m out for the count myself by 9 P.M. Maybe I’ll be able to hang again one day. Pshhh… Who am I kidding? 🙂