Monday
The bad news first:
Sam has not napped for three days in a row. Maybe more. I can’t remember if he napped on Friday, though I suspect that he did not.
The good news:
He has slept through the night for three days in a row. He slept in his old room Friday night and his new room both Saturday and Sunday nights. He loves his new room and happily played in it for a few hours after the big unveiling Saturday afternoon while I vacuumed and organized some of the resulting mess from the move. He’s currently playing upstairs without me, so at least I have a few minutes to myself but I am disappointed that he’s not napping. All of the nesting I’ve been doing has been taking its toll. I’m exhausted. I hope this is not the end of naps forever. He’s only two.
Speaking of nesting, yesterday I made pancakes, cranberry muffins, chocolate zucchini cake, and baked ziti, freezing half or more than half of each batch. Tonight I’ll cook something, again freezing half. My plan for the rest of the week is to cook and freeze as many meals as possible so we’ll have food to eat without my having to cook it when the baby is born.
This weekend I need to garden. If I don’t get flowers and herbs into pots now the chances of it getting done later are slim to none. Aside from a few tomato plants (Amish paste tomatoes if I can find them, Roma tomatoes if I can’t) I’m not planting any food besides herbs. I’ll plant some petunias and impatiens because they seem to survive neglect better than most other flowers. Though I feel guilty about not planting much, I imagine I’ll be grateful about it later.
Here’s the new room:
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April 28th, 2008 at 4:59 pm
The room looks amazing!
I don’t know, I think that at this age they go through little nap breaks. Last month Tess flat out refused to nap and I used to have to trick her in order to get her to take one (a nice long drive to look for schoolbuses usually did the trick
but the last week or two she has been really eager to rest every day, today she just told me she was going to sleep, got her blanket and conked out. I don’t know if the end of naps comes like menopause, a little bit at a time, but I for one am alllll for carrying naptime out well into the third (fourth? maybe?) year!