When I started to think about this weeks topic, I asked my self what does Bedtime mean? Is it literal, abstract or greater than just its actual literal meaning? I think its all those things rolled up into one simple thing for us all.
Bedtime for me is a time of peace, it's that moment when the crazy that is our lives takes a deep breath, exhales and settles into the peaceful enjoyment of the evening. Just to be clear, I'm talking abut the kids bedtime not mine.
Bedtime is, in my opinion, the most important part of a child's day, the end game for every child's day. They wake, they eat, they play, they laugh, they cry, they yell, they eat some more, they bathe and finally they sleep. As parents we realised immediately, once the kids have gone to bed, we can just enjoy each other. For a very brief moment this mystical time becomes the essential key to the emotional well being of parents,
For people in a new relationship, you know the ones who are testing the reality of The Brady Bunch, it is singularly the most vital time of your day. Its when you can discuss tomorrow and how you plan to tackle it, its when you can share your frustrations and its when you can have a whole conversation without the interruption of a minor human being.
The single saddest moment for parents is when your oldest child turns 16/17 ish. This is the moment when you forever lose that quiet time mentioned earlier, that's right they don't go to bed any more when you want them to. Worse, they insist on sitting in your space and inserting their opinions into your conversation which finally and inevitably results in your peace being forever been stolen.
As a case in point as I finish off this, at best average, blog the last child slinks off to bed which is my move also.
Goodnight
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