Smiles and Naps

I realized that I never actually set my goal for how often I was going to write on here. I feel slightly pathetic that I failed my first goal, to set a goal. That probably says something about me, but I am going to choose to ignore it. Unless I find myself having huge issues again, I think I am just going to wing it and write as often as I have something I want to record. Don't you love how I feel the need to justify myself, to myself. Really that is who I am writing to on this blog. The Husband doesn't read it. In fact someday I will make him sit down and read it all and he will be so happy and slightly embarrassed that I decided to record our lives like this. He'll have to start his own blog to get his side of the story down.

Smiles :)
I think I nick-named Smiley appropriately. The child is extremely smiley, often. Especially in the morning when he first wakes up. He is so much fun to interact with then. He has a new trick too. When he is laying on his back, I lift his arms up over his head and he laughs a lot. It is so cute! In fact, I need to get the Husband to help me record it on video, it is that cute. Fun how even though this is our third child, the baby cuteness is just as fun as the first time. Lately he has also been smiling at me while he is nursing. It makes me laugh. Here he is eating away and all of a sudden he is smiling at me with his food source still in his mouth. It is good to know that with the craziness and chaos that his two sisters exude, he still has reason to be happy.

Naps
Please don't hate me for the following statement. Lulu, Sticky, Smiley and myself take a 2-3 hour nap almost everyday. How is this possible you may ask? Later on in my life I know I will be asking myself this, so I will answer myself now. The girls still need their naps and I am reminded of that every time they miss them. Just today, we spent the afternoon with some great friends and the girls were so busy playing that they did not even think of naps. We got home, ate dinner and I worked on Lulu's birthday cake for tomorrow. The girls were okay watching me and stayed fairly out of trouble. Then Smiley didn't want me to finish the cake, because he felt the need to eat and be put to bed, so I helped him get to bed while the girls then decided to go crazy. They were goofy and loud and rambunctious and just plain loopy. I then tried putting them to bed and Lulu lost it. She was hysterical about the fact that she did not want to go to bed. Sticky joined in as I shut their bedroom door and counted myself lucky that I was not sharing their room with them. This is what happens when they miss a nap. This is how I know they still need naps.
The logistics:
I put Sticky down by herself and take Lulu and Smiley with me. Lulu complains sometimes and sometimes she complains a lot, but almost always, within 10 minutes, she falls asleep. We all end up waking up 2-3 hours later. This is the other reason I know they still need naps. I know I am so blessed to be able to get 3 kids to nap all at the same time. I also know that I should most likely be doing something a bit more productive then napping, but I am pretty sure Lulu would not take a nap if I was still up, so I make the sacrifice. I think we will try to forgo her nap when we start working on preschool, but we will have to see how she reacts to all that. Right now I am enjoying nap-time immensely, especially since Smiley still wakes up 2-3 times every night to nurse and I can't seem to get myself to bed very early, because I am enjoying my alone time that I don't get in the day, because I am taking a nap. It is a vicious cycle.
Yes, I just realized that it would have been better organizational skills to do this post as 3 separate posts, but it is getting late and I am tired and I just thought of it and am not going to change things now. I'll get better as I do it more. I'm so glad I could have this talk with myself. I am sure I will be glad in the future that I explained all this to me. Then I will laugh at myself for being a wackadoo. I am now off to wrap birthday presents for my first born child. She will be four tomorrow. Not quite sure how that happened, but it did so I had better figure out how to cope with that.