Nap

 

Let’s talk about nap time.

Before our trip to Richmond, we had started “crying it out” for three naps per day. The first couple of days, it took an hour of crying followed by me going in there to put in a binky and holding him for a minute to get him asleep. But over several days, the crying time became less and less—on Wednesday, he was asleep within 10 minutes with no real crying.

But traveling threw us off.

Right now, he is whimpering. I think he was nearly asleep when the landscapers came around to trim our hedges. Wednesdays have been the hardest because it is lawn mower, edger, and leaf blower all day.

Now let’s talk about what I do during nap time.

Right now, I’m watching TV—not an unusual occurrence. I really feel like I should be more productive. Most days, I try to work out or take a shower or clean or something, but right now I just want to sit. When Chris walked out the door this morning I told him that I wanted working out to take care of itself. He told me that’s the problem.