Seriously, if asked, all I want in life (sadly) is my sweet WIDE AWAKE babe to NAP, and as much as possible. 12 hours? - do it.
This is, of course, both barbaric, unrealistic AND the mark of a bad mommy. But, what are you gonna do?
THEN, ironically, there are those days when all you want is to get out there (where? who cares. nowhere in particular) and hit the pavement, stroller in tow and see the WOILD, some people, a tree, some trash.
Nothing special, just a little meet and greet - a little air, no matter how toxic in our sweet neck of the woods.
It is always on these particular days/moments when junior decides to go down for the BIG SLEEP in the MIDDLE OF THE DAY! Buddy, really!? I was just getting excited.
Mommy even washed her face and slapped on a little age inappropriate, dollar store lip gloss - MEOW. She's ready to rock it.
It being the 5-block radius that is our stomping grounds.
So, there we are, buddy, deep in mid-afternoon through to late afternoon never-ending slumber, while mommy lurks, chomping at the bit, eyes glued to the monitor (even though baby's only feet away in the next room), like a caged animal.
Ready to gnaw off her own paws to escape.
Just waiting.
Waiting for the first signs of awakening, so she can do what?
Wonder when buddy will be ready for his next nap.
That's what.
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