No rest for the wicked
It was bound to happen sooner or later. I kept hoping and hoping it would be later. I was ignoring the obvious signs – nap time was getting shorter, and it was happening later and later each day. And bedtime was starting to be affected – recently, it has been a push to get Little Man to bed at 8pm, and it’s often been closer to 9pm or 9:30pm. So I guess it shouldn’t have been a surprise when yesterday he didn’t take a nap at all.
“I don’t need a nap Mammy – I full of energy!”
Indeed. I consoled myself that maybe it was just a one-off and he would be back to normal today with his usual 90 minute nap in the middle of the day. Our quiet time. 🙂
He woke at 6am, but despite plenty of exercise between that and noon, naptime came and went without so much as a yawn.
Of course, there’s always the upside. He was in bed asleep at 7:15pm tonight. A full hour earlier than usual. I guess I’ll be having my tea break a little later in the day from now on. I will miss those naps though. That was always the time when the house was put back in order, dinner was prepared, and there was still a few minutes left over for a nice sit down and a cup of tea!
Still – we got to two years, ten months old with the naps. We didn’t do too badly!