Nap Time

WAAAAHHH!  WAAAAHHHH!

I put aside my laptop and trot up the stairs.  Carina has placed her pillow in the hallway so that her head is outside her room but her legs are still inside.  She’s looking at me as I round the corner, but quickly covers her face with her blanket so that I can’t see she’s out of bed.  Whatever.  As long as she’s lying down, I really don’t care.  

I turn short of the pre-schooler testing her limits and turn into the babies’ room.  Drake is on his tummy, holding his head up, pacifier in hand and crying.  I flip him back over, replace the paci with a receiving blanket strategically positioned to hold it in his mouth, and crank the mobile up again.  Eleanor is on her tummy, looking at me and starting to fuss now that she sees a parent.  I ignore – she will sleep on her front.

I leave the babies’ room as quickly as possible, still ignoring Carina on the floor with her blanket over her head.  Back down the stairs listening to Eleanor fussing – can’t soothe that one before a nap, it just makes things worse.  And here I sit, my heart rate slightly elevated from rushing up and down the stairs, hoping the blankie-paci trick holds out until Drake falls asleep.

And hoping I actually get some down time during naptime today.