After 8pm, the Mommy Wisdom is GONE

I have never been a late night person.  Growing up, at sleepovers and church lock-ins, I was the first to fall asleep and the first to wake up.  I was the party animal, let me tell you. 

After having 4 kiddos, sleep is something I rarely get enough of.  However, though my body appears to be awake after 8pm, the brain and all of its thought processes shut down. Basically, I'm brain dead.

Our day starts around 5:45am.  With 2 school age daughters, a preschool son, and a toddler daughter, our routines are a mixture of learning responsibility and having everything done for them. One is mentally exhausting, while the other is physically exhausting. 

Most evenings, all children are in bed by 7 or 8 or 8:30 or 9 or whenever my 10 year old decides to stop pushing her luck.

The other night went pretty smoothly.  The younger ones were in bed at a decent time.  Daughter #1 (D1), however,  had every ailment possible (stuffy nose, itchy scalp, endless thirst), then decided she needed to talk.  My eyes had already started to glaze over at 8pm, so by 9:30, the thought processes and Mommy Wisdom were gone. 

The conversation was pretty much the same one we have every time we talk.  She is a different bird.  Always doing her own thing and not caring what others think of her.  She had worn a cute feather in her hair to school the other day and the school kids were laughing at her.  She didn't care, but really didn't know what she did wrong to cause them to laugh. 

I tried to channel Michelle Duggar...any amount of amazing wisdom would do.  But, that night, I was bone dry.  The only response I had as to why kids were laughing was, "Honey, some kids are just going to act stupid."  Write that down people.  That is all I could say, all my brain could pour out.   

BTW, we don't say the "S" word here.  We don't name call. 

Who am I kidding?  We try to keep the kids from name calling, but it is innate.  They are born with the desire to name call.

Anyway, that piece of advice was all I had...all I could give...after 8pm.  I think I am going to use that for the next 18 years...some kids are just going to act stupid, and grow into stupid acting adults.

Totally Michelle Duggar.

Thankfully, my daughter's brain still functions at 10pm.  She started singing one of our favorite songs, "You're so unusual...I think you're beautiful" by Francesca Battistelli.

Way to go baby girl.  Maybe I should try channeling Francesca next time you want to talk after 8pm.

Leah