Today has found me defeated once again in the never ending battle of getting my children to nap, I mean to take a decent, refreshing nap that actually leaves them happier people.
This is something that I want to complain about nearly every day via my blog, but I have always stopped myself because, well, I annoy myself when I complain about it. But I lost the battle, I am having a bad day, a friend was bragging about her kid's 4 hour nap on facebook, and my husband is not home, so you win: you get to virtually listen to my scatterbrained whining and if you hate it just exit out and go somewhere less chaotic and happier.
I always feel stupid for needing an alotted time for myself in the afternoon. I mean, lots of moms don't even give their kids a nap and they get by just fine. I am clearly a wimp for needing 30 minutes to lay down and 15 or 20 to have a snack and not share and read something, but wimp or not, I need it.
I will give Naomi some credit because from her birth she would never nap for longer than 45 minutes- ever. Now she'll do an hour on a good day, a big improvement, but Bernadette as severely regressed. She used to sleep for 2 hours minimum and now I am lucky if she does 45 consecutive minutes, an hour on good days, but she is almost always screaming and angry upon waking and that attitude continues for the day's duration.
My main complaint is that I can count on nothing. They are unbelievably inconsistent and the slightest thing will throw them, and consequently me and the whole day off. Like today when the heater was a tad louder than usual and woke Naomi who proceeded to scream and wake Bernadette making nap time 30 whopping minutes. This is unacceptable.
My other complaint is when they do not get the amount of sleep they need which makes them little anger balls during the day, and me a large anger ball.
I have always encouraged a daily schedule and set nap and bed times. I work really hard on it from the time they are born and I have never reaped the benefits that I feel I should. Plus I know way too many people and have had one too many nap-time conversations at play dates to know that it is not odd for children to sleep for a good chunk in the afternoon. Thus I am constantly angry and bitter that my children can't be like those 3 hour nap time children- I am the worst.
In the end I think I am just selfish and want more time for myself during the day. I am sure one day, God willing, when we have many more children I will just nap through their shenanigans and screams and be so holy that I don't need an ounce of me-time, but for now I prefer to complain.
Good thing a nap replacement named Winnie the Pooh came to the rescue
|A young sleeping Naomi back in the day when I used to just watch her sleep|