Every.Fricking.Night. it is a battle to get this kid to go to bed. He will lay down and go to sleep in my bed just fine, but he suddenly hates his room, his bed, his blankets, everything.
He is suddenly a picky eater and will only consume bites of either a peanut butter sandwich or a quesadilla. He is watching almost no tv, but if any a few minutes in the morning while I am getting ready to go. After over an hour of fighting with him to brush his teeth, then another hour of him screaming and me ignoring him, he is now laying in the hallway outside the living room. WTF?
Oh, and if a babysitter is here or his daddy, he goes right to bed without a peep. RAGE.
Well for my sanity, I would hire a babysitter 2 hours a night. Huge hugs, nighttime is not hard for us - but mornings sound to be on level with your evenings. I often need all morning to recover how sucky and beat down I feel