It's time for my annual rant about "Daylight Savings Time." First, you're not actually saving daylight by setting your clock ahead by an hour. The number of hours of daylight each day is a function of the Earth's orbit around the sun and not the arbitrary designation of when 8:00am happens to occur. And it's not just that it has a stupid name. The whole concept is stupid. What good can possibly come from forcing everyone to adjust their schedules by an hour in the spring and fall? If anything, you're decreasing productivity by disrupting everyone's sleep schedules. And don't even try to make the "energy savings" argument. That's just hooey. There cannot possibly be enough of an impact on our energy usage to justify the time change.
But I digress. This year's daylight savings time annoyance is extra special because it reminds me that babies do not understand clocks and they certainly do not understand daylight savings time. On the other hand I guess if she's going to get up in the night it doesn't really matter what time she goes to bed, does it?
We had 3 big poopy diapers, 2 pee-throughs, and 1 vomit all before 9:30 this morning (which felt like 8:30 because of the time change). Oh, the joys of parenthood.
