11/18/2025
When we fell back a few weeks ago, it wreaked havoc on my kids’ sleep (and mine). I usually love the time change — slower mornings, early sunsets — but this year it was rough.
That week, I said more than once that it was the tiredest I’ve ever been. Everything felt harder: mornings, moods, motivation. At the time, it was hard to see past it.
But, as quickly as it became a problem, it got better. By the next Monday, everyone had adjusted and we were back in rhythm.
It was such a small but powerful reminder that our circumstances don’t last forever. Even the exhausting seasons shift eventually. Sometimes we just have to hang in long enough to notice when things start feeling lighter again.