I love each member of my family more than I ever imagined possible. But I have a confession to make: I love bedtime. There is an invisible weight that is lifted off my shoulders a bit when everyone is in bed and asleep. No one needs a million things from me. No one is fighting. No one is leaving a mess behind for me to clean up… And this introverted mama can recharge a bit for the next day.
Oh bedtime, what a blessed time
When each little child of mine
Makes their way into their bed
Where nighttime dreams then fill their head
And quiet then once more again
Does its best, replace the din
That filled our home all day.
When I can finally steal away
And find the book I laid away
That’s waiting there to teach me things
Or lift me up on Angel’s wings
And help me be a better mom,
Filled with strength and always calm,
That each of my children need from me.
So tomorrow I’ll once more again
Face the day with a big grin
And face all life will throw at me
When there is no place for me to flee
Since life is again now underway
Until the end of this new day
When bedtime comes again.