A Farewell to Naptime

Jul 01 2018 0 Comments Tags: Carey's Musings

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Well, folks, it’s happened. Toddler has given up the nap. 


No sleep ‘til Brooklyn” as the cool kids say (yeah, I’m totally dating myself with a Beastie Boys reference). Naptime is now a much-missed thing of the past. Don’t mind me sobbing over here in the corner.

Until recently, my kiddo was a phenomenal napper. For the first two years she napped 2 hours in the morning and at least 3 hours in the afternoon.

I know, I know, I was SPOILED!

She easily transitioned to one long afternoon nap about a year ago and would regularly sleep from 12-4pm.

Yes, I DO realize how good I had it.

Well, apparently my luck has run out. For the past few months she has been fighting naptime like it’s a form of torture and NOT. NAPPING. AT. ALL.

I am not ready for this.

I do still insist upon at least two hours of quiet time each afternoon. Regardless if she sleeps, she needs that time alone in her room to reset (and if I am being completely honest, I NEED IT TOO!!!!).

The kid is clever. She goes into her room with minimal fuss and then proceeds to play with all her might. We have wood floors and she is in her second floor bedroom playing dress up and wearing her tap shoes as she dances and sings around her bedroom. It’s adorable. It’s sweet. It’s LOUD. It’s like she is getting paid to play and was offered a significant bonus if she is extra loud. Fortunately my Creative Butter clients all have a good sense of humor because they hear it ALL during conference calls.

This three-year-old stage is super fun (she types sarcastically). We have entered an age of independence in all things. Naptime is just one of them. It’s a battle I am willing to admit I am losing. She wants to do everything herself. My Type A instinct is to help her but I do realize she wants to (and needs to) do these things on her own, her way and in her own time. It’s also just not worth the argument.

So please forgive me because I will perpetually be 20 minutes late to everything as my three-year-old insists on buttoning her own sweater. Those buttons might take so long that I might just get a nap in.


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Carey Bradshaw, Author (& Nursing Aficionado)

Carey Bradshaw is a working mom just trying to balance it all. She runs Hooter Holster by Carey Bradshaw and Creative Butter. In her (scant) free time, besides perfecting her hands-free pumping bras, she loves yoga, reading, volunteering with All for Animals, and just being outside in the sunshine. Carey lives in Santa Barbara with her husband and business partner, George, their volunteer therapy dog, Buttercup, and their rambunctious and lovable toddler.

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