When Toddlers Miss their Nap Time

Today a very bad, bad, bad thing happened.

(And for the sake of anyone new to reading my blog, you should know that I like to whine about my petty problems, as though they are actual problems.  Sometimes I just do this for dramatic effect….  ; )

In the world of raising toddlers or babies, your worst nightmare is a bad napper.  I’ve never had a bad napper on a regular basis, thank God!  I guess he knows I could never handle it.  I take that back.  Caleb was a bad napper of a newborn, but he blossomed into the best napper of all, eventually.

Naps are your sanity line as a mother.  They are the difference between keeping your joy and crying, whining, and swearing under your breath.  I mean, honestly, just telling you the truth.

So……today was the very first day in Daniel’s two years of life that he DID NOT TAKE A NAP.  Horrors!  By the end of the day, I don’t even want to talk about it..

This happened because today is Monday!  Mondays are bad.

We have this thing here called “half day school” on Monday.  It probably messes up everyone’s day to some extent, but as a baby/toddler mother it is five times worse because, um hellooo, 12:20 is smack dab in the middle of nap time.

Long story short:

Today he wasn’t really tired before 12, and he couldn’t fall asleep in his stroller b/c it was too cold outside. Therefore, he became over-tired, another very, very, very BAD thing, and couldn’t fall asleep at all.  Even at 7:30 bedtime, he couldn’t fall asleep.

Alan ended up rocking him to sleep.

That’s one thing people don’t warn you about with small children. Beware the over-tired!!!

Okay my ranting and raving is over.  A couple more things to note…..

—-I spent all day taking Daniel to the potty every 30 minutes, cleaning up pee gone wild, and coaxing Daniel back out of the bathroom, ……so please excuse my negative attitude…

—-Joshua is “student of the week” for his class…..which I realized at 7:25 this morning, when I opened his book bag for the first time since Thursday……to discover a poster that was due today, complete with blanks for him to paste in pictures.  OOPS!  Joshua insisted on getting it done this morning.  (So glad I make the kids get ready early!)

—–Today I held up Dan’s Goofy doll and said, “Look, Dan!  It’s Goofy, Mickey’s friend, from Mickey Mouse’s Clubhouse!”  Dan looked at me like I’m crazy and shook his head.  Then he walked over to his bed and grabbed his giant Mickey doll and said, “uh-uh.  Eeee.”

Translation:  What!  No, Mom.  That’s not Mickey.  This is Mickey!”  : )

The good news:   Tuesdays are NOT Mondays.  Monday only comes once each week.  Hallelujah!