So a million years ago I complained about my world coming to an end because my toddler had decided to stop taking 2, 1.5 hour naps and started taking one 3 hour nap instead.
Every.single.day.
I know, I’m an asshole.
But my kid has always been a sleeper. And has in some way always subscribed to the idea that “sleep begets sleep”. So when he sleeps 3 hours in the afternoon has always slept like a rockstar at night. I know, it’s not normal, but it’s just the way that things have always been. And the Peanut, up till this point, been the same.
But, all of a sudden there’s been a shift in the paradox. A rip in the time space continuum. An end to the perfect order of things. Even Amy at Amalah has noticed it.
THE CHILDREN HAVE STOPPED NAPPING!!!
Both of them are completely and totally effed up. I personally would blame the stupid time change, but it started before that. Hours spent sitting in his room screwing around. Making a ton of noise, none of which sounded very much like sleep. Spending “quiet time” up there, but then coming down after 30 minutes, pretty much hanging off the ceiling with hyperactivity.
Because apparently when a kid gets tired, he gets hyper. (What the hell universe, that’s just screwed up)
And remember how sleep begets sleep? Yeah, without that wonderful three hour nap in the afternoon, we’re also not getting any wonderful nighttime sleep either. Every.single.night we’ve had a little monster yelling from his room about OUT OUT OUT I WANT OUT I NEED SOMEONE TO SLEEP WITH AAAAAAAAGH.
And guess who is blessed with this little snuggle bunny/elephant in their bed?
Lucky Me.
The Peanut is almost worse, because there’s no reasoning with her. Her morning nap has been awesome, moving later and later, taking us out of nap jail and obviously starting to head from two naps to one. It’s a heck of a lot earlier than the Big Kid transitioned, but it’s ok… at least until about 3. Because the afternoon is brutal, trying to get her down and then hours until bedtime and a wail that pierces and threatens to break glass. And there’s no sticking her in her room for quiet time, because you know, unreasonable baby and all that. And when she doesn’t take a good nap, she sleeps like crap at night.
So we live in a house full of unrest. Literally.
