Some Thoughts On Bedtime (*because I’ve gotten it wrong so many times)
Most of the past six years of motherhood, bedtime has been the last chore to check off my list—the last thing I have to do before I can sit down and be me again, or not be so needed, to really have a chance to relax for an hour or so before I fall to the pillow exhausted. But I’m realizing I’ve been getting it wrong, and that is likely why it’s been a struggle so many nights.
