Before I continue, I want to make something clear: I can't complain about my night's sleep. When I am tired, I am completely to blame. However, I can complain about my babies recent naptime sleeping--or lack thereof.
I find naptimes to be slightly more essential than nighttime sleep. See, it is during naptimes that I take a shower, do the dishes, and write. It is also during naptime that I gather my energy to make dinner, take walks, and start laundry. So, when nap times are compromised, I become grumpy and my house becomes dirty.
Lately, my kids have been doing tag napping. You know, when one falls asleep the other wakes up. It is very aggravating. It has led me to the conclusion that my kids hate me. This must be true. Why else would they put me through so much torture?
Now, if you are looking to excuse my children, it is because you don't know them. Sure, they might look angelic,
but deep down they are devious little creatures. I should know.
Take Andrew. He used to sleep moderately well. He would at least give me a half hour to an hour of good napping 3-4 times a day. I can do that. Lately? He has been fighting sleep. After vigorous rocking, he might close his eyes. But, the instant I put him down--BAM! He wakes up.
I did expect this. He is 4 months after all. His sister did the same thing around this time. It doesn't make it any easier.
Emily, on the other hand, sleeps pretty well hen she wants to sleep. If she does not want to sleep, she is grumpy. She whines and has melt downs when I give her something besides cookies to eat.
After a day or two of their ornery sleep habits, I pout. I'm pretty good at pouting. I will put on a movie (I'm on a classics roll right now) and let them go crazy while I sit and inwardly moan and groan.
It's funny when epiphanies hit. While writing this sarcastic, and somewhat true, post I realized something. I really have a good life. Sure, my kids may drive me nuts with their non-sleeping habits, but I know that phase will end too quickly. Before I know it, they will be leaving the house. Then I will have quiet. I will be able to nap when I want and write when I want. Strangely enough, I'm sure I will miss this time.
I think I will go and kiss my little babies' faces. This sleeping thing will not last forever, the joy they bring to me will.
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