I’m writing this at 10:26pm on Tuesday night. Before I started writing it, I realised I’d approached bedtime as a ‘job to get done’ so I could start this. I realised that bedtime and the impending newsletter were jobs that needed to be done in my head. I approached them both with an efficient mindset, not a loving one.
And that’s not OK, because it’s one less bedtime I will have with my boys that I didn’t make the most of. I know that’s going to happen from time to time, but hopefully, the more I catch it, the more my boys will remember bedtimes with dad with fondness, instead of them fading into obscurity.