I am not a fan of daylight savings. Let me preface that by explaining that I had no big problem with daylight savings (aside from having to wake up an hour earlier one day each spring) until I had children. Then it made a much larger impact on my life.
When the kids were babies, it was always so shocking, such a jar to have to switch an hour forward or back. It messed up their nap schedules. It ruined their bed times. Now that they're older, without naps, it's a little bit different.
A few weeks ago when Daylight Savings ended, I gratefully looked forward to sleeping in for one hour. One extra hour to sleep. Priceless. Unfortunately, I forgot to take into account the kids, who do not run on alarm clocks but the position of the sun coming in through their blinds.
What happened was this: they woke up at the same time they had been, in effect, one hour earlier. Then, they were cranky all day, because they were tired. When I started trying to put them to bed earlier, I couldn't be certain I was helping them catch up on sleep, or reinforcing their new pattern of early wakefulness. All I knew was that days full of whining and fighting had to end.
It's been a few weeks now. I think they've finally adjusted. But let me reiterate: I am not a fan of daylight savings.
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