It’s the end of the world as I know it.
Sami skipped naps for three days in a row over the long weekend.
That doesn’t sound cataclysmic, but take my word that it is. There’s critical brain function in my head that won’t click off until complete silence comes from Sami’s room. (For good reason: remember the diaper cream incident?) And it just hasn’t been happening.
I know, I know, this means I need to work on being able to go into relax mode even when she’s awake and playing during “rest” time. The problem isn’t just that she doesn’t sleep, though, it’s also that she can climb over the gate on her bedroom door. You know, the one that used to contain her for the purposes of quiet rest time for her and for me.
This means that if I allow myself into full-on rest mode, she will be playing in the middle of the street before I know it.
If a week back at school doesn’t get her back into a naptime routine, then I am in mourning, and this is my tale of woe.
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I hate to tell you, but both her father and uncle gave up naps before the age of 3. If they took a nap, they would be up all night and I preferred to have them sleep at night.
I can’t believe she can climb that gate. I have trouble stepping over it. What a monkey!
Aww, lil monkey… sorry Auntie L can’t be there to distract the lil monkey.
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