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Evan is back to the whole refusing to nap/sleep thing and he's driving me crazy with it. Two days in a row now, he's refused to go down for his nap. I've been doing my usual thing of just sticking him in his crib, turning on his Sleep Sheep, telling him goodnight and then closing the door. Usually, he goes right to sleep....maybe he'll cry for a minute or two, but he's out within 5 minutes flat. Not the last several days. He has a little cold and I know that is the biggest cause of all of this...but he's driving me mad. Yesterday, it took an hour of me fighting him to get him to finally go to sleep. AND he made himself so upset that he threw up all over the place. Um, gross. Last night was a fight to get him to go to sleep...then he woke up at 1 am ready to party. I couldn't get him to sleep, no matter what I tried. Danny finally convinced him to go back to sleep around 3 am. Then he was up and ready to go by 7:30 this morning. Currently, he has been in his room, throwing a fit for 20 mintues and he's not showing any signs of going to sleep. He's making my head hurt and UGH.
I know that I shouldn't complain because I'm VERY VERY lucky with him. He has (mostly) slept through the night since he was 6 weeks old, and at 18 months, he sleeps 10-12 hours at night and takes a 2-3 hour nap. That's really nothing to complain about. He's SUPER active while he's awake. Climbing, jumping, running, playing constantly.
I'm just... tired. And pregnant. And I'm angry that he has a cold. Angry that Danny brought it home and Evan got it. I'll be angry if I get sick, too. It's not really Danny's fault, I get that. No one tries to get sick, no one likes being sick, no one wants to pass their sickness to someone else.
I'm trying to be productive today and I've already finished three loads of laundry and one load with the dishwasher. I think I'm going to wash a load of pots, pans, and cookie sheets by hand. It feels good to wash the dishes by hand sometimes.
Oh Evan, please just take your nap. My head hurts.
I know that I shouldn't complain because I'm VERY VERY lucky with him. He has (mostly) slept through the night since he was 6 weeks old, and at 18 months, he sleeps 10-12 hours at night and takes a 2-3 hour nap. That's really nothing to complain about. He's SUPER active while he's awake. Climbing, jumping, running, playing constantly.
I'm just... tired. And pregnant. And I'm angry that he has a cold. Angry that Danny brought it home and Evan got it. I'll be angry if I get sick, too. It's not really Danny's fault, I get that. No one tries to get sick, no one likes being sick, no one wants to pass their sickness to someone else.
I'm trying to be productive today and I've already finished three loads of laundry and one load with the dishwasher. I think I'm going to wash a load of pots, pans, and cookie sheets by hand. It feels good to wash the dishes by hand sometimes.
Oh Evan, please just take your nap. My head hurts.