The witching hour(s)

witching hour
Darling Rascals

I don’t use the word hate very often…but when it comes to a certain time of every day, it is the only word sufficient to describe my feelings.

I’m talking about the witching hours. Originally termed “arsenic hour” obviously by someone who put their kids to bed at 5.30pm, hell time in my house generally starts around 4pm and lasts until, at least, bedtime at 7pm.

It is like a switch is flicked in my 10 month old. At 3.59pm he is an angel child, all giggles and sweetness, then BANG, 60 seconds later the devil has appeared, screaming, crying, tugging at my jeans to be picked up, then arching his back to be put back down.

At this exact moment, my two and a half year old usually decides to start whinging.

“Muuuu-uummmmmmmmmm….I need waaaaaaaaa-ttteeeerrrr….NOW!”

Everything suddenly has 50 whiney little syllables.

While my 4.5 year old becomes the master of destruction, tearing the lounge room apart, cushion by cushion.

There’s fighting and more whinging and some more fighting and crying (all of us, generally) then they eat, and it seems to give them some sort of hyper super power and the earlier fighting and whinging seems mild compared to that achieved on a full stomach.

At this time I’m also trying to prep the “mum and dad” dinner because god forbid my kids eat what we do.

Then there’s bath/shower time, into pjs, more food requests because “my tummy is sooooooooooooooo huuuuuuun-gryyyyyyyyyy….I can hear it grumbliiiiiiing…..MUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYY!”

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There’s a lot of “GET OF YOUR BROTHER…NOW!” and “CAN’T YOU JUST SIT STILL. FOR. ONE. SINGLE. SECOND?”

And then it’s 6.59pm and I march them into their beds, read a few stories, and march myself back to the couch where I collapse into a heap.

But that’s never it.

There’s the “I need more WAAAAATEEERRRRR MUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYY” or “I need to do a POOOOOOOOOOO”

And there’s a lot of “If you don’t go to bed right now I’m going to……”

Then silence.

And it’s golden. While it lasts. Till we do it all again tomorrow.

How do your witching hours go down? How do you survive?

 

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