It's that time of year again, Daylight Savings Time, and I for one hate it.

Once again we all have to "spring forward," lose an hour of sleep and start seeing sunshine later in the day.

And although that sunshine thing might seem nice to some, I am not looking forward to it at all.

In fact, I am dreading DST this year for one simple reason: kids.

Yep, kids. They don't get the concept of daylight savings time and it can be torture on a parent's sleeping habits for weeks on end.

Now I can't worry too much about the three-month-old; she still just sleeps when she sleeps and I try to enjoy it as much as I can.

But the three-year-old—I'm screwed there.

Pretty much the only way I can convince her it's time for bed is when it gets dark. And the only way to get her to stay in bed in the morning is by telling her it's still dark.

I need the darkness, people!

I just know early mornings and late nights are going to be in my future for a while. And with no naps for mom these days, I'm going to need to stock up on coffee.

But whether I like it or not, DST is coming. This Sunday morning (March 10) at 2 a.m., we'll all lose an hour as we "spring forward" once again.