Unexpected Gifts
Pretty much the only time I get to write, these days, is during nap time. So one can safely assume that when the posts stop coming... most likely I am balled up in the fetal position somewhere in my home begging the Lord for just one moment's rest in the course of my 15 hr. days.
Naps have not been our specialty lately. There have been several days that go by with no 'Doodle nap' and not enough 'Baby Brotha nap'. These days are the worst. My back doesn't function without naps. My emotions don't function without naps. My kids definitely don't function without naps. Even Millie Precious Darlin' needs her nap time. I swear she jumped up and rolled her eyes at me the other day when Evangeline screamed at the top of her lungs "My awake! No nappy... maybe later."
Today was quite nice. Fall decorations up. My cozy house full of friends with their precious little ones. Evangeline was even somewhat behaved. Well, maybe not... but her friend was quite mild mannered and tolerant of her aggressive tendencies ... so her bad behavior simply went undetected until I happened to walk through the room and find her mercilessly beating dear Adam with her 'Grouchy Ladybug'. Adam took it like a man and was very patient with her... I think that's why they get along so great.
Anyway, at one point during the morning I walked past the bathroom and noticed quite the 'Doodle Disaster'... which automatically put me in a 'this is gonna be a no nap sort of day' bad mood.
My sweet, independent, disobedient child had decided to go potty BY HERSELF in her little potty. She then decides to scoot her potty over to the sink and flip it upside down to use it as a step stool so she can wash her hands.
Of course as I'm cleaning up pee off my recently mopped bathroom floor I'm trying to figure out just how many hours til nap time... but then lost track and forgot why I was counting by the time the floor was clean.
Anyway... all that to say... I was ready for the NAP TIME BATTLE. Multiple bottles made. Back up pacifiers at every exit. Millie precious was forbidden to bark for any reason. The house was quite. I went to the bathroom before putting the kids down. It's embarrassing to say... but I've even memorized the pattern of creaking floorboards as I walk down the hallway.
Now, I'm typically not this uptight about anything... I've just recently resorted to every insane measure because I'm desperate and exhausted. No judgement please.
I laid Elliot down first. Then Evangeline. Then.... nothing. Quiet. What?! Ahhh.
Thank you Jesus for the rare and beautiful gift of easy nap times. I've had time to read some beautiful and encouraging words in peace and quiet... and even time to write. Sometimes the unexpected gifts are the best.
Naps have not been our specialty lately. There have been several days that go by with no 'Doodle nap' and not enough 'Baby Brotha nap'. These days are the worst. My back doesn't function without naps. My emotions don't function without naps. My kids definitely don't function without naps. Even Millie Precious Darlin' needs her nap time. I swear she jumped up and rolled her eyes at me the other day when Evangeline screamed at the top of her lungs "My awake! No nappy... maybe later."
Today was quite nice. Fall decorations up. My cozy house full of friends with their precious little ones. Evangeline was even somewhat behaved. Well, maybe not... but her friend was quite mild mannered and tolerant of her aggressive tendencies ... so her bad behavior simply went undetected until I happened to walk through the room and find her mercilessly beating dear Adam with her 'Grouchy Ladybug'. Adam took it like a man and was very patient with her... I think that's why they get along so great.
Anyway, at one point during the morning I walked past the bathroom and noticed quite the 'Doodle Disaster'... which automatically put me in a 'this is gonna be a no nap sort of day' bad mood.
My sweet, independent, disobedient child had decided to go potty BY HERSELF in her little potty. She then decides to scoot her potty over to the sink and flip it upside down to use it as a step stool so she can wash her hands.
Of course as I'm cleaning up pee off my recently mopped bathroom floor I'm trying to figure out just how many hours til nap time... but then lost track and forgot why I was counting by the time the floor was clean.
Anyway... all that to say... I was ready for the NAP TIME BATTLE. Multiple bottles made. Back up pacifiers at every exit. Millie precious was forbidden to bark for any reason. The house was quite. I went to the bathroom before putting the kids down. It's embarrassing to say... but I've even memorized the pattern of creaking floorboards as I walk down the hallway.
Now, I'm typically not this uptight about anything... I've just recently resorted to every insane measure because I'm desperate and exhausted. No judgement please.
I laid Elliot down first. Then Evangeline. Then.... nothing. Quiet. What?! Ahhh.
Thank you Jesus for the rare and beautiful gift of easy nap times. I've had time to read some beautiful and encouraging words in peace and quiet... and even time to write. Sometimes the unexpected gifts are the best.
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