We’ve always had a difficult time with naps and Miss P. She has always taken really short naps, which, once consolidated, were still short naps. Now we’re down to one, and for a time the naps have been between 45 minutes and 1 hour total for the day.a
Since returning to Florida (return for us – new place for her) her naps have gotten considerably longer. Most days her nap will last about 2 hours. On Friday, her nap was almost THREE hours.
She doesn’t sleep as much at night, which is negligible. Generally she is asleep by 9 pm and up by 7:30. Sometime around 3 or 3:30 am she will come get in bed with us, something I am trying to curb. On Thursday night she came in about 3:15 and instead of nursing her back to sleep and leaving her there I got up and took her back into her room. She fell asleep on the floor next to her crib snuggled up to me. No nursing. When I transferred her back to the toddler bed she didn’t complain.
Is it all of the Florida sunshine? Is it my change in attitude? Is it just finally coming to understand the beauty of a nap? Who knows? Whatever it is, I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts.
So we moved. To Florida from Louisiana.
It all started when we were trying to decide what to do for Christmas. I wanted his parents to visit us in Baton Rouge. His parents wanted us to visit them in Florida. Since everything was so last minute, neither trip happened. We decided to go visit them in Florida sometime in late January.
“If I were to get a job in Florida, would you want to move back?” My husband asked.
“Sure!” I said. I really did want to, I just didn’t think it would happen for a while.
We went to Florida, we had a fantastic time with family and friends. P really came out of her shell, and she LOVED the beach.
On Wednesday night my husband saw a job opening on LinkedIn and decided to send his resume. On Thursday night the company emailed asking him if he could come in for an interview on Friday, since we were going back to Louisiana on Sunday.
A couple of weeks later we we packing up our things to move to Florida. Wow, that was fast.
Since we only had a few weeks we stayed with his parents for a week, then spent two weeks borrowing a condo from some friends, then another week with his parents. During this time we were frantically looking for a house to rent and having the worst luck.
When we finally were able to rent a house, we couldn’t move in right away because our stuff was in storage in another town and we couldn’t get to it before they closed during the week. THEN the movers we hired to move everything one weekend didn’t show. THEN my husband went out of town so Miss P and I spent almost a whole week in the new house with no furniture and no internet.
Then we hired different movers for the following weekend, paid them a small fortune and got our stuff into the house. Now the unpacking begins.
In the midst of all of this Miss P decided she no longer wanted to sleep in her crib and climbed out of it. Um, kiddo, you’re supposed to wait until you are two for the toddler bed, don’t you know?
She’s still not sleeping through the night in her own bed in her own room, but we’re getting there.
PS – all you people who are pregnant again are making me jealous! We are DONE having kids, but it’s so exciting watching the rest of you!