Goodbye Nap Time, It's Been Nice. You Were My Little Paradise

We lost a dear friend the last few weeks. One that I looked forward to seeing every day. One that gave me the chance to have a minute to catch my breath before the evening chaos moved in. I am talking about nap time. It's been two weeks since my son has taken a nap, and although I was holding out hope that it was coming back, I think we have officially moved on.

As I have mentioned in the past, my son is a crappy sleeper. Always has been. So, I am not totally surprised he stopped napping a bit early, but man, I needed that down time. We are trying to morph it into “quiet time,” but it usually takes me as long to get him into quiet time as he stays there before “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!” And, since he also struggles with playing on is own, it is so darn hard to get anything done during the day. I feel like my whole day is getting one minute into something before being pulled away, then forgetting what I started so I start something else and then getting pulled away again. And, so it repeats all day long. And, looking at my house it shows.

So, goodbye nap time. It really has been nice to know you. You have been a faithful friend on my worst of days. Allowing me to sit and watch crappy television while eating snacks that I shouldn't be eating. Or, taking a short nap when my son was up every hour the night before. Or, cleaning up all the cheerios that my son has dropped all over different areas of my house but my faithful sidekick dog doesn't seem to eat. Thanks, Lou. Anyway, I don't think I always appreciated you enough. But know that I have always appreciated you and will look back with nothing but love. And, with sadness that you are gone.