Bedtime has always been one of my least favorite parts of parenthood. And I admit it: it's my fault. I've helped my kids create some ridiculous bedtime habits. I am happy to report, though, that I'm over it. I'm done with two-hour-long bedtime fights, and having children sleep in my bed every damn night. I'm done with sleep training and co-sleeping. Mostly, I am done with missing out on time for myself and time with my husband. Honestly, there are so many reasons why I don't put my kids to bed anymore, and simply being "done" is arguably at the top of the list.
Now, logically I know that my kids need to sleep, and someone needs to help them achieve that goal. But I also know without a doubt that the best person to manage bedtime, isn't me. I'm not ashamed to admit that my husband is way better at bedtime than I am. Because when I try to put them to bed they want me to snuggle in bed with them, or stay in their rooms until they are asleep, or read them 10,000 books. Sometimes twice. And if I can't dedicate hours of my time and energy to these taxing routines, they will yell, cry, or continue to call for me. For hours. So, I have an awful choice between fighting with my kids at bedtime or having them staying awake well into the night.
I know "they" say that your kids are only little once, but I've been doing this bullsh*t for almost nine damn years. And"they" also say that a sign of insanity is repeating the same thing over and over again and expecting a different outcome. So, yeah, I'm done with putting my kids to bed. Here's why: