It is so damn hard for me to go to bed when FOH does. Hell, even The BF.
These late night hours are really the only time I have at home when I can get anything done.
And damn — there are things that need to be tended to or that I’d like to try to at least catch up. I know the sleep is important, but so are the other areas of life that eventually have to be handled.
Ah, the delicate dance of Motherhood.