As you know, Michael dropped his nap back around the holidays. We tried several different tricks, but it became clear that he did not need a nap. He was good with it, but I missed my weekend naps, and it also makes for a long day for my mom. Two Saturdays ago, Michael proved he didn’t need a nap by staying awake until 4:00 in the afternoon, then remaining awake for a 45 minute car ride. Fine. I get it. The nap is gone.
Then, last Monday it was like someone flipped a switch again. In the afternoon, he asked my mom for something from the kitchen, and when she came back, he was out cold on the sofa. He was still zonked when I picked him up. In fact, he was so out of it, that I was able to trim his nails, get him dressed, and carry him down to my car without him waking. This was a child that needed a nap.
Andy stayed home with Michael on Thursday. He said that by noon, it was clear that Michael needed a nap. Of course, Michael didn’t want to take a nap, but he didn’t realize just how persistent his daddy can be. (We are never surprised by how persistent Michael is. He got a double dose of it.) Andy turned off all the lights and had Michael lay down on the sofa. Then, he read to him and told him some dinosaur stories. After an hour, Michael finally zonked out. He slept for three hours.
On Friday, Michael looked like he needed a nap, but my mom didn’t really push it. Instead, Michael waited until I picked him up and crashed in the car. Once again, he was so out cold that I was able to carry him in without waking him up. I plopped him on the sofa, and he stayed there while Andy and I went about our business.
To me, this is a sign that Michael is back to needing naps. I don’t think it’s just wishful thinking on my part. Both days this weekend, Michael had that tired look by lunch time. Both days I left the room and Andy worked his magic. I sat in the dinning room reading and listening as father and son quietly conversed. Eventually, Michael would go silent and Andy would sneak out of the room.
I’m so impressed at what Andy was able to do. He pulled off naps where both my mom and I have failed. Andy is now the nap whisper.
I wanted to shout hallelujah, but I was afraid I would wake up Michael. Instead, I did what any sane mother would do. I went and took a nap too.