Pre-children, nothing was keeping me from my bed. After a hard day at work, I’d happily hit the sack before 10pm. In fact that was pretty late for me. Nowerdays, my bedtime seems to be creeping later and later. Despite the fact I’m equally if not more exhausted after running around after energetic twins, I still feel the need to stay up late. It’s not just me. Lots of mums stay up late too.
At 10pm, I’ll look at the clock and think to myself ‘I must go to bed’ but before I know it another hour has passed and I’m still lounging on the sofa. Why do we do this to ourselves? Surely our bodies are crying out for rest after the day’s chaos.
The problem is, the people we were before children are trying to get out. Our former selves get only a few witching hours to appear and take charge. You’d think they’d use this precious time productively but nine times out of ten I’m guessing mums stay up late to:
Maybe not totally alone if you have a partner. However, for at least some of the evening, Stu and I just zone out and stare at our respective screens in silence. I’m not sure how healthy this is but after the constant chatter, discussing, arguing, it’s nice to just have quiet and do my own thing.
Whether it’s trashy reality TV, a soppy rom com or just some twaddle to fill an hour, it’s such a treat to watch something that doesn’t require much brain power and can kind of just wash over you. Currently, we are working our way through an American box set, one hour at a time. I’d love to binge watch but (A) trying to find a new series I want to watch can be a mission and (B) that’d eat into my final reason mums stay up late.
To have guilt free scrolling time
Because my girls don’t have much screen time, I really try to restrict myself too. I’m trying to be a good role model but it’s hard. It’s so easy to just check this or that. A quick scroll on Facebook or Instagram can easily get out of hand and is so addictive. After they are in bed, the rules go out the window and I can scroll to my hearts content. I can happily spend a couple of hours hopping between social platforms and blogs.
I do blog in the evening, but most of my nights are dominated by mindless distractions. Maybe other mums are actually doing something useful. I probably should be folding laundry or cleaning but I choose to let former me take the reins for a few hours. What keeps you up late?