I hate bedtime.
There. I said it.
The shenanigans, the whining, the “one more make-up story”, the “rub my back until I fall asleep.”
No!
It’s so much more pleasant putting the 18-month old to bed. A song, a story, bottle of milk, night night kisses and done. Door closes and that’s that.
The other two? Oy, it’s an hour-long ordeal. And it’s March Break and I can’t use “It’s a school night” on them.
Someone help me, please!
I’d rather stab a fork in my eye than try to put those two kids to bed.
Does that make me a bad mommy? I certainly feel like it sometimes.
The Urban Dr. Mom 
I completely understand. And no it does not make you a bad mommy. Lol.
Thanks!
I’m right there with you, hon! My youngest seems to wait until I just get out the door to say, “Mom,wait!” I think there’s a rut in the carpet from me going back and forth!
Ha! Yeah. Glad it’s not just us.
I hate bedtime so, so much! We can’t all be bad mommies, can we?