When you say that people look at you like you’re a few jacks full of a short deck. Then they try to cover it real quick with something like, “Oh, I’m a night owl too. Sometimes I stay up until midnight.”
Midnight? Really? You think that makes you a night owl? Sometimes I take naps until midnight.
But, when you’re a mom to an adorable four year old, this doesn’t work out so well. When you go to bed at five, and your kiddo wakes up at nine this does not a full night of sleep make.
So, fellow night owls–how do you cope?