I’m feeling all twitchy and nervous.
Seems my little darling elected to skip his nap today.
What un-nerves me the most about this afternoon?
The fact that Mac seems to have made a conscious decision not to nap.
He went to the stairs with his wubbies at the typical time, like he wanted a nap. We went upstairs and I placed him in his crib uneventfully.
And about 5 minutes later: BAM! Nana-nana-na-na!
It’s as if he thought about it for a short time and reconsidered.
The feeling of the power shifting was so forceful, it made my fillings rattle.
But I’m a stubborn old hag and I don’t give up easily.
We tried a snack. We tried some quiet playtime and books. We tried the sleepy wrap. . .
Turns out stubborn mommies make stubborn off-spring.
I put him back in the crib again. . .not too long from the time he should be getting AWAKE from his nap.
And then I listened to him making duck noises for the next 30 minutes.
Finally, the quacking ceased.
Then the UPS guy came roaring up the street putting Satan’s Lap Hound on high alert. Incessant barking ensued.
All I could do was laugh very, very quietly from the basement bathroom where I had sequestered myself in an effort to make as little noise as possible.
I held the baby monitor to my ear waiting for the inevitable. . .
There was barely a peep.
Still, in the whooshing noise of the baby monitor, I heard something else loud and clear:
The power has shifted. . .And I’m not getting it back.