Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Napping Freedom


I don't know what I would do if Scamp didn't take a nap. I think I would go a little more insane than I already am. God knew moms would need their little ones to take naps just as much as they need naps themselves.

Scamp's nap time has become my "freedom!" When I've just reached the breaking point of taking care of a fussy Scamp or like today, after I've reached the breaking point, she lays down for a nap. And peace once again returns to our home.

It has been hard for me limiting Scamp down to one nap a day. Two naps was heaven, but one has caused me to have to do more things while she's awake, like taking a shower. I usually turn on a TV show she likes (Sesame Street). Then, I tell her I'm getting in the shower. Some days she does fine and watches her show. Others, she finds me hulled up in the shower, peeks through the side of the curtain, and cries for me to get out.

The last few days I've had to put her to bed early instead of her usual 1 o'clock nap time. She has been so fussy that I want to pull my hair out. My stress level is very high even while she's sleeping today. Sometimes, I just don't know why I am so close to the breaking point even when I've had time to rest. Not every day is as desperate as today. Thank goodness! So, if you're reading this, please say a little prayer for Scamp and myself today because I'm gonna need God's help.

6 comments:

Lauren S. said...

I can sympathize! Some days can be very frustrating, and naps are golden time! It does get easier as they get older. Even though they sleep less, they don't require as much constant attention. Hang in there, and I just said a prayer for you!

Judi said...

I am right there with you honey! I know all too well what you are feeling. I will pray for you and you be sure and pray for me!

Vader's Mom said...

Oh goodness! And you get Jeff tonight!! I'm so very very sorry!!!

Sonya said...

I find it fascinating that a child feels such a need for their parent. They don't want to be separated for even a second sometimes. Caroline, who is 8 1/2, still asks me to stay upstairs after she goes to bed each night. She doesn't want me to go downstairs to the den. For some reason, she is comforted by the fact that I will be upstairs until she falls asleep!

Carrie! :o) said...

Awwww, she's so darn precious ... even when sleeping! :o)

I hope the rest of your day went better. I have had many days like yours and know how much fun they AREN'T! (((Hugs)))

Belinda said...

How well I remember those days. I'm a grandmother now, but I remember how precious those moments were when it was time for "Mr. Dressup" on T.V.!

Being a mom is wonderful, but not easy. I pray that you had some time for "you."