Nap Strike Ends In Victory for Local Housewife
That's right, people, that baby, that baby right there - the maniacal one:
yeah, him - he's asleep! Against his will even! I win! Awww yeah! Dig it! Freddy, my love, let me hear it! Show me some love!
You may ask why I am so giddy about a mere nap, and I will tell you. We are in the 5th straight day of a nap strike. Union reps and household management have yet to reach an agreement that is acceptable to both sides, but I am happy to say that I have managed to go around the mediators in this instance, and have, through sheer persistance, been able to make The Baby see things my way this afternoon. Booyah, baby, booyah!
Seriously, this is one stubborn kid (a trait I am quite sure he got from his father, thank you very much). When he doesn't want to nap, by God, he's not going to nap. When he is agreeable, the routine goes like this:
8 a.m. - up and out of bed after about 10 minutes of him climbing onto my face and neck, giggling and farting.
8:15-8:30 a.m. - watches Dad shower and attempts to climb in with him only to realize that his legs are still a little too short to get over the rim of the tub
8:30-9 a.m. - breakfast, during which some food might actually make it into the baby. Cuteness and messiness abounds.
9-10 a.m. - chase cat, play with toys, read books with Mommy, run amok, maybe poop
10-10:15 a.m. - nurse and pass out
10:15 a.m. - 12 p.m. - sleep with reckless abandon
12 p.m. - wake up, get diaper changed
12:15-12:45 p.m. - vid chat of lunch time havok with Daddy
12:45 p.m. - 2:30/3 p.m. - amok amok amok, with a shower in there somewhere
3- 3:15 p.m.- nurse and pass out
3:15 - 4:30 p.m. - sleep like you mean it
4:30 - 6:30 p.m. - run amok in such a way that all earlier amok running seems like a pale and lackluster foreshadowing
6:30 p.m. - greet Daddy, drag him around the house
7- 7:30 p.m. - dinner, messiness, cackling
7:30 p.m. - into jammies, quiet play time
8/8:30 p.m. - nurse, cuddle with Daddy, pass out
These days it's the same until:
10-11:30a.m.- nurse, refuse to sleep, grab Mommy's hair, poke Mommy in the nose, giggle, squirm, fuss, look around, try to escape, throw a fit, babble, wiggle, throw another fit, pass out
11:30 a.m.-1:30 p.m. - sleep, but mix it up - sleep like the dead for 15 mnutes, then flop about and open eyes for a bit, demand to be held halfway through
1:30p.m. - wake up, proceed as usual until
3 p.m. - repeat process
He was so stubborn about this nap that, in the end, his eyes were closed from overwhelming exhaustion, but he started babbling loudly in protest in order to keep himself awake. In the end, however, I have had my victory and he's sacked out. Because I am the Champion, my friends.
yeah, him - he's asleep! Against his will even! I win! Awww yeah! Dig it! Freddy, my love, let me hear it! Show me some love!
You may ask why I am so giddy about a mere nap, and I will tell you. We are in the 5th straight day of a nap strike. Union reps and household management have yet to reach an agreement that is acceptable to both sides, but I am happy to say that I have managed to go around the mediators in this instance, and have, through sheer persistance, been able to make The Baby see things my way this afternoon. Booyah, baby, booyah!
Seriously, this is one stubborn kid (a trait I am quite sure he got from his father, thank you very much). When he doesn't want to nap, by God, he's not going to nap. When he is agreeable, the routine goes like this:
8 a.m. - up and out of bed after about 10 minutes of him climbing onto my face and neck, giggling and farting.
8:15-8:30 a.m. - watches Dad shower and attempts to climb in with him only to realize that his legs are still a little too short to get over the rim of the tub
8:30-9 a.m. - breakfast, during which some food might actually make it into the baby. Cuteness and messiness abounds.
9-10 a.m. - chase cat, play with toys, read books with Mommy, run amok, maybe poop
10-10:15 a.m. - nurse and pass out
10:15 a.m. - 12 p.m. - sleep with reckless abandon
12 p.m. - wake up, get diaper changed
12:15-12:45 p.m. - vid chat of lunch time havok with Daddy
12:45 p.m. - 2:30/3 p.m. - amok amok amok, with a shower in there somewhere
3- 3:15 p.m.- nurse and pass out
3:15 - 4:30 p.m. - sleep like you mean it
4:30 - 6:30 p.m. - run amok in such a way that all earlier amok running seems like a pale and lackluster foreshadowing
6:30 p.m. - greet Daddy, drag him around the house
7- 7:30 p.m. - dinner, messiness, cackling
7:30 p.m. - into jammies, quiet play time
8/8:30 p.m. - nurse, cuddle with Daddy, pass out
These days it's the same until:
10-11:30a.m.- nurse, refuse to sleep, grab Mommy's hair, poke Mommy in the nose, giggle, squirm, fuss, look around, try to escape, throw a fit, babble, wiggle, throw another fit, pass out
11:30 a.m.-1:30 p.m. - sleep, but mix it up - sleep like the dead for 15 mnutes, then flop about and open eyes for a bit, demand to be held halfway through
1:30p.m. - wake up, proceed as usual until
3 p.m. - repeat process
He was so stubborn about this nap that, in the end, his eyes were closed from overwhelming exhaustion, but he started babbling loudly in protest in order to keep himself awake. In the end, however, I have had my victory and he's sacked out. Because I am the Champion, my friends.
Labels: Thomas
2 Comments:
Like most things these days, Thomas is just wisely sub-contracting out jobs that he no longer needs to do himself. I am an official independent nap contractor, and I will be taking his naps for him from now on.
Seriously, that kid has the greatest schedule ever. I want to adopt his daily itinerant for my own life. Well, except for the whole nursing and diapering part. Although, I once tried to see if I could breast feed myself. I could. Was that too much info.?
Aha! I [i]knew[/i] he was farming out work to other states! I'm going to have to check out some clauses in our contract here and see if that means we can negotiate a lower "spit out food" rate to make up for his savings in "time sspent unconcious/nat terrorizing house cats."
As for the sel-nursing thing, well, I have to say I haven't tried that...yet. >_>
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