A morning person.
That’s me, most definitely. I’m the annoying one, bouncing around (without coffee, I’ll have you know!) first thing in the morning!
And it’s a good thing too, as my Hubby Dearest is definitely the opposite… A true Night Person.
He’s not great with alarms.
So it’s a good thing I am. Because we have kids. And they seem to think that 6am is the right time to wake, every morning, or Lil Man at least! (And Lil Princess, in the holidays… really?! The struggles to get her to wake in the term time are unreal, yet in the holidays, 6.15am… why?!)
So breakfast is done, they are settled, and any bickering is dealt with by calm, rested mummy. If Daddy is roused, there is not a particularly patient parent there…
However, come 7pm, and mummy is getting tired. Mummy can’t quite cope with the constant bickering. Mummy, shock horror, shouts! And in steps angel Daddy, to sort the problems out calmly, with no raised voices.
Hang on a minute, I was meant to be the Good Cop! When did the Baddie change places with me?
It got me thinking though.
This whole Good Cop/Bad Cop parenting thing.
We aren’t ever really just one of them, are we? Well in our household, there is definitely a personality change in Hubby Dearest and me, partway through the day!
And it directly correlates with our sleep patterns.
I sleep early because I am shattered from a busy day. I wake early, and refreshed, so I can be patient. Hubby Dearest sleeps late, and rouses himself later than me too, so he is at his prime, later in the day.
So I get Good Cop duty in the morning, and he is most definitely Bad Cop if he is woken up, and I morph into Bad cop by the evening, when my patience has worn very thin, but because he has had no kids to deal with in the day, and has woken later than us, Hubby Dearest switches to Good Cop!
So, which are you? Morning/Night Person? Good Cop/Bad Cop?
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