Every Good Thing Must Come To An End...

Dear Diary,


And so the day has come. I knew it was in our future and yet I still held out for the chance that maybe, just maybe, it would continue on as normal. I realize some parents have this day come sooner than we have, but regardless, I was hoping to at least hit the 18 month mark...

What am I talking about? NAPS. Yes, we have now officially moved from the 2-naps-a-day stage to the 1-nap-a-day stage. Ugh. It was so nice. All you Mom's who still get those 2 naps in, cherish it. Do everything you can during those quiet times and remember that it could change at any moment.


I felt like I didn't get things done as it was. Now, I get to use my small window of free time to get a shower in and MAYBE fold a couple loads of laundry or dust something. It's stages of my life like this where I am thankful I own a crock pot. Dinner is cooking itself, giving me one less thing to try to get done while 2 toddlers are running around.

Then there are days like yesterday, where my sweet, adorable, precious child decided that an hour was plenty long enough of a nap and she insisted on getting down to the playroom to wake up her partner in crime from his nap too. Granted, the two have been separated for a month now and yesterday was their first day back together, but I really didn't need two kids waking up before they were due. So instead, I hauled her up to Mom and Dad's room where I tried to fold laundry without her jumping right in the middle of it. And with every "No" that came out of my mouth, came her acting skills as she "fell" on the ground pretending she was hurt in order to get some sympathy out of me. Smart? Yes, but Mommy is smarter.


She finally got her way as her hysteria did wake Beckett up and the two got to spend the rest of the afternoon as tornadoes in the playroom and watching Toy Story for the 20th time. I, however, was pleased that the two didn't need me for entertainment and I got to read away in my book that I can't seem to put down.


Maybe one day I'll actually be able to leave the little lady alone for longer than 2 minutes at a time. The playroom was good for that in theory but then Houdini child learned that climbing anything and everything was the funnest thing to do AND is even more fun when Mom leaves the room. I have found her standing on the coffee table, behind the entertainment center, walking out in the garage (didn't even know she could open doors), and inside the Pack-N-Play in the playroom. From the sounds of it, you'd think I was off taking a nap somewhere, but I kid you not, she does these things in the 2-3 minutes it takes me to wash a couple sippy cups, go to the bathroom, or clean off lunch trays.


I guess I am at least thankful she is funny and I get a good laugh out of it most the time. I honestly don't know what Garrett and I did before she was born. I can honestly admit that most of our evenings are spent laughing at her crazy antics or taking turns at who is going to get her off the end table this time. It makes me wonder what Baby #2 will be like? Will she look like Addalyn? Will she be as good of a baby as Addy was? Will she get herself into as much nonsense as Addy does? Who knows... But I am eager to find out!


Sincerely Yours,