It happens twice a year, every year. The clocks go forward. The clocks go backward. You lose an hour, you gain an hour. And it is always on a Sunday which means you will feel the effects on Monday.
As much as we disliked the whole concept before we had our son, it is now that much more difficult. Our son does not grasp the concept. His schedule does not change. He woke up this past weekend bright and early and ready to go. Fortunately it was a good day and he was happy. But it was still early and we were not quite as awake as he was. And when it was time for his bedtime routine, he was not too thrilled. It was very bright out and he thought he had plenty of time to play and tear the house apart. Eventually we got him to sleep, but it was not a smooth transition.
Needless to say, Sunday was a long day. Monday was no better. It was not a good start to the week and felt like an extended hangover. It feels like the week has been dragging and we are losing our sanity. There is no need to "save daylight." We have yet to see the benefits and would be happy to see this phenomenon disappear.