About a month into taking only one nap a day, Ada is upstairs asleep at 10:45 am, and she has been up there for almost an hour. From day one I have been trying to some how get control of motherhood, thinking that I would wake up one day and have it all figured out into neat little packages, and I assume God just laughs at my futile attempts. It's not happening, folks, and it's time for me to get with the program and realize that in most cases I just have to go with the flow. And today that means a morning nap. Who knows what that will mean tomorrow. I do plan to wake her up in about thirty minutes so that we can join the Barber family for lunch at McDonalds. I am crossing my fingers that she will also take an afternoon nap because there is no way she will make it from 11 am to a 7 pm bed time. It just won't happen. It's funny, too, because I have myself all psyched up to really relax and just see what happens with baby number two, not forcing a schedule too early, embracing those first few weeks of craziness (or year of craziness, whatever), and just watch baby number two turn out to be the most predictable, scheduled little booger I have ever seen.
p.s. I talk about baby number two a lot, so to clear up any confusion, I am not pregnant, I am just always thinking about any other members that God might add to our family. Baby number two is always on the brain, but that is all.
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Haha... I think it's great that baby number two is on the brain! Give Ada hugs from her blogger friends. I love all the little updates...
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