I decided it was time for a little website update. What do you think? Learning how to make this blog more asthetically pleasing is one of the perks of being married to a computer nerd. For anyone who has questioned Derek’s geek-dom, you should really check out his blog. Despite his rampant geeky-ness, I really do love him and think he’s pretty much the greatest thing since sliced bread.
Do you ever just have one of those days? One of those days where you just want to crawl into bed and forget it ever happened? That was my day today. It didn’t really start out that way. It actually started out really good. Logan had his one month check-up today. He weighed in at 9 pounds 4 ounces and 22 inches long. (Side note: my best friend RyAnn had a baby last November. Her son weighed just about that at birth. You go, Ry! You’re my hero!) Anyway, Connor was GREAT at the doctor’s appointment. The kind of great where I start to think that I know what I’m doing as a mom and that I’m doing an okay job. He behaved, he listened, he didn’t get impatient. He charmed the nurses and doctors. He was so well behaved that I took him to Mickey D’s for the coveted Happy Meal.
Then came nap time. Since we moved Connor to his big boy bed, naptime has been somewhat of a struggle. Okay, a major struggle. He’s only fallen asleep once since we moved him a week ago. I’m not sure exactaly what is causing this resistence. Is it just his desire to be independent? Is it because he no doesn’t have his paci anymore? Is it because he’s ready to drop his nap? I highly doubt it’s the last option. My guess is it’s just a test-a power struggle, his drive to be independent. Whatever the cause, it stresses me out. As much as I try to not let it bother me, it does. I know I should just consider myself lucky that on the days he doesn’t sleep he is happy to just stay on his bed and talk and sing and play with trucks. But I want him to sleep! The afternoons are so much better when he sleeps. I’ve tried several different things to get him to take his nap. Today, I decided on a few rules for naptime. No toys, no getting out of bed, and no looking out the window at cars. If he followed these rules and went to sleep, he would get a special cookie for snack. I figured with no toys to play with and the added incentive of a cookie he would eventually fall asleep. Boy, was I wrong! He spent the good part of two hours whining, crying, and complaining about this. He snuck cars in his bed once, climbed up to look out his window once, and pooped twice. I had to rearrage his room in the middle of naptime so his bed is no longer by the window. He never went to sleep. By 3:30, Connor was cranky and I was even crankier.
Just when I think I’ve got this mom thing figured out and when I think doing good on my own, God reminds me that I really need to rely on Him. He humbled me in a big way today. When I don’t turn to Him for wisdom and guidance I fail miserably.
Will Connor take a nap tomorrow? I’m not counting on it. But, I will be patient with him and pray for wisdom. I will trust that God is making up for all of my many shortcomings as a mother. I will remember Proverbs 3:5. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.”