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So, so sorry. You know I feel your pain. greatly. And my blog has also suffered, as you have certainly noticed as well. I hope hope hope it is just a phase for you and that she rediscovers the joy of napping soon, very soon.
Oh, I hate nap transitions. My youngest is going from two naps to one (as I think I kvetched on a recent Wednesday). This comment is brought to you by today's second nap, but I will pay for this window of quiet tonight at ten o'clock when he's still awake. Hm, maybe I should go wake him up instead of making this comment any longer. Hope the change is painless as can be for you and BB.
Bug is the World's Worst NapperŪ, so I feel your pain. Here's hoping that this is just a temporary strike!
Oh, so sorry...I would say that no nap means early bed, but I know better.....
actually, PPB has a point! the up side of nap transition is earlier bedtime! which might mean, some glorious parent time in the evening. who the heck knows what could come of that?
also, with the summer and all, it is time to remember that kids who have run around a lot during the day tend to collapse into sweet sleep at night.
I hope you weather the storm.
Personally, I tune in for Scribbler-Blue household conversations. Always a winner with me!
You have my deepest empathy (says someone whose daughter hasn't napped in a few days and is feeling the repercussions keenly). I hope that the naplessness at least translates into earlier bedtimes/more consistent nighttime sleeping!
Do not speak of this! I will not hear of it.I think I would go stark raving mad if we didn't have naps over here. And so far, Vivian has shown no signs of stopping. So stop giving her ideas!
October, 2005, he gave up naps. It was so traumatic, I remember the date. I had JUST agreed to do a weekly webcomic, and in one fell swoop he deprived me of all my drawing time.
TV is helpful, but it's not as good as a nap, to me. I reckon your house is bigger than our little flat, but there is no place I can do my work where I can't hear the TV, and I'm terribly distractable.
Maybe your kids are getting old enough that they'll entertain each other? I'm only having the one, so maybe I don't actually understand what's possible in that realm...
Nice metaphorical excess, but that would be "worthy of the efforts," not "worth of the efforts," no?
But we love you! Well, I do, anyway.
Beyond offering my deepest sympathies (and repressing the horrifying thought that this may soon be my story too), can I just comment on the great comedic value of this post? And for what it's worth, the naps might return with more regularity and prove that this was just a passing phase. I seem to remember a blip in my toddler's napping schedule several months ago.
Metaphorical excess? This is downright Melvillean, and I love it. You haven't jumped the shark, you've sighted the Whale. Queequeg, Ishmael, Starbucks, man your stations!
Oh, no! Fight the power if you can; if Miss M gave up her nap I'd run away from home. Seriously.
Duly republished, Becca. But I'm regretting my restraint on the matter of "It's" in the title of your most recent blog post. 
Earlier bedtime! Hell, yeah! Maybe she'll go to bed at 11:30 tonight. That would rock!
They do entertain each other, Rachel. Alas, sometimes they entertain each other with a little game called "LG Makes His Sister Cry." The rules are simple.
1. Make your sister cry.
2. Sister comes running to tell mama.
3. Sister decides that the trauma experienced can only be soothed by the prompt administration of milk.
Fun for the whole family!
Gary -- "Queequeg, Ishmael, Starbucks, man your stations!" 
Oh my! Oh no! In by best Backyardigans Pablo voice "Oh no, oh no? What are we going to do? What are we going to do?!?!"
Hang in there PS. I enjoy your conversations, bullets and memeing very much and hadn't noticed any deterioration in my reading pleasure!
Noooo-oooooo! I was under the impression that naps would last at least until high school. I have been deceived!
Is the vortex of chaos worse than the vortex of doom?
I feel for you. I took the loss of the nap (both times) pretty hard.
This entry made me luagh out loud, so please, don't feel any blogging-related malaise on our accounts! My girls gave up their naps before they hit two, and there was definitely a sigh of relief when we introduced TV a few months later.
PS -- you are not suffereing from a dearth of blog content. We like the bullets, and I, personally, (don't know about anyone else) could survive very easily on Bonus Conversation posts.
I do, however, commiserate with you on the Death of The Nap. It was a very traumatic time here for us at the KLee/JF household, particularly since Mama is a slugabed, and would sleep all day if the precious progeny didn't need feeding every now and again. I will tell you that this, too, shall pass. One day, you'll look back on the fact that she weaned herself off of naps as high hilarity when you're standing over her comatose teenage form with a cup of ice water in one hand, and a bullhorn in the other. Such is the circle of life.
The loss of the nap is a sad, sad thing.
But not once amidst reading bullet posts have I wondered whether you were jumping the shark. Not a once. I like your essay-posts, I like your bullet posts, I like the bonus conversations, I like the topics.
Sustained thought shows up in lots of ways, you know. One way is in longer posts, but another way is in thoughtful and honest reflection on life's rhythms and foibles. And you've got that down: it's part of you.
I thought Lyra was giving up her nap, but I think I was letting her sleep too late. It was a vicious circle: skip nap, extra tired at bedtime, sleep in, skip nap, lather, rinse, repeat.
A week ago, I discovered by accident that she will nap consistently if I wake her up at a consistent time (no later than 8:30) instead of letting her sleep until whenever she felt like waking up.
Your kids have the weirdest sleep schedule ever, though, so YMMV...
In any case, I'm perfectly happy to read bullets of random crap and cute conversations. Especially cute conversations. We can't be thoughtful every moment of our lives.
Yikes. Sorry. Older Daughter gave up her nap well before 2, but she went to bed at 7 and woke up 12 hours later, so I didn't mind. Younger Daughter never napped in our lives together, but was another champion night sleeper.
Just yikes.
Three words: toddler tranquilizer darts.
Think of the millions of dollars we'd make!
You know, Mrs. Coulter, I was thinking that maybe that's what I had going on here -- sleep late, skip nap, vicious cycle. But when she wakes up earlier (9:30 the past couple of days, which is early for her)... well, we do get a nap out of her, but only of the 20-40 minute variety. Like yesterday: up at 9:30, 20 minute nap, not ready to sleep until after midnight. WTF? Where are the Real Naps of Yesteryear?
But I'm taking heart from you and Margi. Maybe this is a blip? Not a New Way of Life?
Trillwing! You. are. genius!
or maybe you'll get to nap? ok, that's easily a decade away, but the time does come and in the house of timna, more adults than children are found sleeping during the nap.
Muffin Man hasn't napped since he was 18 months old (with a few rare exceptions), but I insist that we continue to practice "quiet time". Him. In his room. On his bed.
He can color, or work a puzzle, or "read" a book, but he cannot get off the bed for at least a half-an-hour, and the clock resets everytime he comes out for anything other than a legitimate bathroom issue.
Harsh, but it goes a long way to warding off late afternoon melt-downs.
I should say, warding off late afternoon meltdowns by either of us.
Here's what I don't understand. 1950's and '60's mothers had playpens *and* tranquilizers *and* uppers, and we get none of that. How are we supposed to cope when small children will not sleep? Plus, it was culturally acceptable for them to spank us. We're definitely the generation on which life has put the squeeze. Our mothers set limits for us to maintain their own survival, but/and we feel guilty about setting any limits for our kids because we know how cold or weirird or unloving it felt to be where we were.
On the bright side, my kids seem to be turning out as reasonable and assertive, non-scarred individuals, so perhaps it was all worth it. Hang in there!
"Television is forever!" A great rallying cry.
Oh, the lamented nap! How we miss thee!
However, this was a hilarious post. We do not rejoice that Baby Blue is tormenting you, but never fear that it is leading to less wonderful writing!
The only shark thoughts associated with your blog is Shark Week. (There was a Shark Week, wasn't there? a stuffed shark, perhaps? a video of a shark?)
I wonder if rousting her earlier (painful though that might be) would lead to either napping or earlier bed?
Toddler tranquilizer darts are a product I've been waiting for for years.
Your blog rocks. The hilarious kid conversations alone would make it so, and you've still got plenty of bonus material. You want a blog that's gone to heck (not that it started much better), visit my blog.
Re: naptime,I agree with Kate. Fight the power! Especially since I know the theoretical earlier bedtime never happens. At least, not for us.
Oh Phantom, say it ain't so!!
FWIW, that was a wonderful lament, and your last line got a laugh-out-loud snort of appreciation from me.
Amen, sista!
With each of my three kids I dreaded every nap transition (two to one, one to none) and invariably my life got easier after the transition. My youngest -- almost 3yo -- stopped napping a few months ago. Lo and behold, he sleeps 12 hours at night now; he's not grumpy at dinner time (strange but true) and I can go places after lunch. I'm lucky if I can post on my blog more than once a week, but overall my quality of life has improved.
I hope it gets easier for you, too.
I've only just started blogging and reading blogs. Yours is the first I've really connected to strongly. I found it searching under family bed (no pun intended - couldn't possibly get under ours anyway as is on the floor). I love your humor - and so relate to your subject matter - all of it. I read down to the neighborhood party (so far), which gave me goosebumps and nearly made me cry (no easy task). I'm going back to read more. I just came home from my counseling appointment where I started going after the birth of my second child in the sincere hope that I can finally conquer some demons quite similar to those you talked about before they impact my perfect babies in some unknown intolerable way. Now I don't feel quite so alone or so much a wreck. Thank you.
Thank you so much, Shannon. Welcome to the commenting pixie party!
I can sympathize. Mine has gone from two naps to one recently.
Mary, mom to many
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