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The sleeping in the car seat crap shoot

January 23, 2011

V has never been a great sleeper. I didn’t stress over it (much), but I did do a whole lot of holding her while she napped. And I look forward to her teenage years when I’ll be able to exact my revenge. And now I tweet often about her creeping bed time, and how she’s up in the middle of the night and will be up before the butt-crack of dawn. Sorry twitter peeps.

So it was with keen eye on the timing that we headed out after dinner tonight on an errand. V was alert and bubbly, the dog came along for company and this amused her. I read to her while we waited (and waited, and waited) for hubby to finish his work, and finally, at 6:45 we headed home. Then, horror of horrors, not 2kms from our home she fell asleep. Past history has shown that any attempt to get her out of the car seat, up the stairs, coat and boots off, and into bed would surely wake her up. Throw in a delightful -25C bite and we call it a sure-fire recipe for disaster. Call it the impossible regeneration factor child sleeps for 10 minutes and is up for 2 hours past their bedtime…or never. sleeps. again.

Lucky for us there was magic in the air tonight. Magic caused by an earlier birthday party. Not so much the excitement of being at Kid Kaf, or of running around with 10 little people just her size, and certainly not the cake. The true magic here was that it happened during her normally scheduled NAP TIME! No nap. No nap. No nap!

I hauled her little mittenless self out of the car – barely a peep. Carried her into the house, took her boots off and transferred her to hubby and she cracked an eye. Into her bed and jacket off? Snoresville. Screw the pajamas, baby is sleeping! Mommy and daddy are dancing, albeit quietly and in a very awkward and out of practice sort of way.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. January 24, 2011 9:23 am

    Seriously, what is up with this? Somehow 5 minutes in the car can replace a 90 minute nap. Until 5 o’clock hits of course, and everyone is miserable. It was a sad, sad day when we could no longer carry S in from the car in her “baby bucket”.

  2. Deb permalink
    January 24, 2011 10:11 am

    Woohoo! Take whatever lucky breaks come your way!

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