Bedtime

Okay I have decided that today I will blog about something that I find very important/stressful/and downright nightmare.  Bedtime!  In my house there really is no set bedtime for anyone.  With that being said...I HATE it.  I wish I was one of the parents I know or read about who put their children to bed at a reasonable time and then get to sit and relax or clean in peace or do basically whatever they want for a couple of hours.  I have to admit at this point that I am not much of a hard a**.  My "better half" is much better at the whole bedtime thing than I could ever hope to be.  Let's get some of the facts out in the open.  1) I can not stand to hear my kids crying for me, I will cave every time. 2) I have given in and let both of my kids sleep in my bed from birth. (although my 16 year old stopped a long time ago) and 3) It hasn't really bothered me to share my bed until recently.  I aspire to be a parent who bathes, brushes teeth, reads all while settling my daughter down and then I turn out the light and walk out of the room only to return a short while later and see her sleeping peacefully.  Where or where did I ever go wrong.  Oh that's right it all started at birth.  More admissions from me.  I am just to dang tired at the end of the day (OK, OK not tired probably more lazy) to deal with all the chaos that goes along with bedtime in my house.  Normally the little "angel" will get a bath, have a snack and then pretty much play until she drops. I know not good at all.  But I am a work in progress and am always looking for ways to become a better Mom, person, human.  Whew... I really hope to get some constructive comments and (possibly even a night-time nanny).  This is me laying my faults and all out here for everyone to read...so have a great day, and remember to give me a quick thought tonight at bedtime when you have a quite house and a glass of wine in your hand.