Despite all the cute and wonderful things Annie is doing these days: singing, doing more and more "pretend play" (you should see her put "sugar" into her teacup, it kills me), doing more and more "pretend play" with the cats (much to their shagrin), there is one giant elephant in the room casting a large shadow over all of it. She has ceased to nap, almost entirely (last week, there was only one, brief rest for Annie and Mom both). We knew this day would come, just hoped it wouldn't be so soon. I'm hanging on to the hope, though, that it's a phase that she'll pass out of soon (fingers firmly crossed), mostly because it's started to effect her night sleep. One time this week she was up from midnight until 3, another night she wouldn't fall asleep until 9 (which, with no nap under her belt, was super, super late for her). Needless to say, I am feeling like I don't know what the heck I'm doing as a parent, but try to remind myself that at least I'm giving her the opportunity to sleep, and that's about all I can do at this point. But, of course, if this continues, I will have no qualms about sending her to preschool one extra day a week so we can both keep our sanity. Otherwise, that may be me you will be hearing about on the evening news running down the street in her bathrobe.
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