Posted by Colleen     August 28, 2008

What About my Nap Time?

My life was irrevocably changed today.

I knew this day was coming. It was inevitable. People told me it might happen after a year. More likely after two years. Certainly by three.

But I managed to beat the odds. It lasted almost four years.

Then this afternoon it happened.

David gave up his daily nap.

I tried a few test runs in the past to see if David was ready give up his post-lunch siesta. They always ended with him getting extremely cranky around 4 or 5 p.m., and then checking out for the night on the couch by 6. We’d carry him to bed eventually. But then he would wake up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed at 4 a.m.

Today was different. I tried to lay David down around 2 o’ clock. After he got out of bed a few times, I gave up.

And David didn’t get cranky. He didn’t fall asleep in the living room. He was going strong until his bedtime at 8:30.

For — well — David’s entire life he took that 2 hour nap. No matter how the day was going I could always count on a break in the afternoon. Sometimes I took a nap myself. Sometimes I did housework. Most of the time I blogged. But whatever I was doing, I had two hours of quiet and solitude. Many days I needed that time to myself to re-gain my sanity.

Now what?

I may have to lock myself in the bathroom.

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