My Little Sleepyhead...

So, for her first two months of life, Teagan didn't nap. She just didn't. Oh sure, sometimes you could coax a nap out of her if you stuck her in her swing at just the right moment, but really it was a gamble. She liked napping in the sling or the stroller as long as there was NO STOPPING EVER. Pausing to chat with someone or to check out a cool pair of shoes was simply not tolerated. Sometimes she would have a little twenty minute catnap, and then be refreshed for another day of squawking and squeaking and smiling. I, on the other hand, wasn't quite so refreshed. I kept walking into rooms and not being able to remember why I was there. I would find myself holding the phone and pondering who it was I was going to call. If I paused in the middle of a sentence, I forgot what I was going to say. I fell asleep sitting up.

This past week has been bliss. She naps! Several times a day! For hours at a time! I've gotten laundry done and dishes washed. I can complete a whole entire sentence without Cliff Notes. I started knitting again. It's a miracle!

Although... as my baby peacefully sleeps yet again, I can't help but notice it's kind of quiet in here.