Comments on: I May Rise, but I’m Certainly not Going to Shine

By: dgm

dgm — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 21:32:41 +0000

My five year old STILL conks out for two hours in the afternoon, and he’ll handily fall asleep at night. I love this because it means I get to take a nap with him (unless my husband strong arms me for the position of story-reader and co-napper).

Just establish that even though Berlyn isn’t napping in the morning, it is a time for quiet play. She will learn to amuse herself while you are at the mirror picking your zits. She may even offer to help.

Good luck with that.

By: Crash Test Mommy

Crash Test Mommy — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 02:58:21 +0000

But what about your zits? Will you neglect them? Inquiring minds want to know.

By: gorillabuns

gorillabuns — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 12:24:21 +0000

I make my kids have relaxation time for around two hours in the afternoon. I don’t care what they do in their rooms as long as they don’t talk to me otherwise, they wouldn’t live past snack time.

By: heart shaped hedges

heart shaped hedges — Fri, 11 Jul 2008 06:38:24 +0000

Beckey, you hold the power of the nap…dont give it up yet.

My kids still nap…., my 5 year old would still take 2 if our schedule permitted.

My husband says they dont nap for him…but I have a routine. You just have them lay down, and dont allow any talking…trust me, within 5 minutes, they are asleep. We do this in the family room, so I can monitor talking (and therefore sleeping.)

My littlest can just go in her room and nap, on those occasions that she doesnt want to nap (and cries at her door - she is in a twin bed now)…I just let her cry, and presto, within 10 minutes…asleep….and besides, the crying indicates, hello, she is tired and needs a nap.

Im a firm believer that everyone needs to nap, even mommies…so, dont give up yet girlfriend.

By: amanda

amanda — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 17:52:28 +0000

I can’t handle Berlyn growing up, and I don’t care if that sounds creepy. I was going through some pictures the other day and found one of Jason and me holding her at your dad’s house (Father’s Day ‘07?) when she barely had any hair! I’m afraid to come back to California and discover that she now recites poetry, has her own iPhone, and will soon be applying for her driver’s license. Make it stoppp.