Nap Situation- Critical

"Ooooooh. Uuuhhhh Oooooh."
I turn and see apple yogurt glopping off T.D.'s foot and onto the floor. More importantly though a whole mess of it has splashed onto the dogs back. The dog knows it's there and is desperately twisting and turning to lick the heaven sent yogurt off her back. It's Morning in my house!

The day progressed with me thinking I had to watch a neighbors kid and then realizing I got the day wrong. Tomorrow. No gym time for me either day. These pasty thighs aren't going to be summer ready until October at this point. Five bathing suits have been bought, five sent back. I'll have the perfect suit by December.

Deadlines to meet. Must work! Except I can't work. T.D. won't nap. No matter what I do she just cries and cries. She's cranky. I'm cranky. The dog grumbles in a hidden location. I fold laundry to at least get something done. I sweep the kitchen floor begging my zombie child and dog to just move from the spot I am trying to sweep. Why must they stand in the exact spot I'm trying to clean EACH and EVERY time?!



The nap situation has turned critical. After not napping in the morning she refused to eat lunch. Not even her beloved cheese. She gnaws on her thumb instead crying. She's teething. I attempt to get her to nap again. Nada, zilch, nothing. Hours tick by. We head out to run errands. Maybe nap time in the car? Sure I'll drive around for a bit while she sleeps! As my neighbor suggested- "Can you find a shady parking spot and read if she falls asleep in the car?" Maybe.

Nope. Never happened. We head home. Blanky in hand and an overtired toddler leaning into me I trudge upstairs to put her back in her crib. It is now 4 o'clock. She's usually napped twice by now. I'm at my wits end. My brain is fried. My new laptop arrived around 10 and I couldn't even open the box it was so nuts in the house. H calls and I am audibly drained.

Wait. What is that? It's silence. It's 4:30 and the tiny dictator has passed the hell out. Sweet Jesus thank you! I creep to my computer box and crack it open. Sigh.