Hello, my name is William, and I am a not sleep aholic.
For the past 7 months, William's bedtime has become more and more tortuous. I will spare you the details, (because I might lapse into profanity) and let you know that it has finally gotten so bad that I have let William give up nap time.
It pains me even to write it. Nap time is my sanity in my insane day. Nap time is the one hour, 30 minutes, or even 10 minutes where there is quiet, no one is asking me for anything, there are no snacks to be made, bottoms to wipe and did I mention quiet? Not any more. We have traded it for "rest" time. Ha! We have also traded it for earlier bedtime, which is working, but what a price to pay!
You see the problem is that William doesn't like to sleep. He is last to fall asleep and the first to wake up. Actually, he does take lovely naps. He will fall asleep in minutes and stay asleep for hours. The problem with that scenario is that he will then be completely unable to fall asleep at bedtime.
In the beginning this caused me a great deal of stress. Tears, passionate pleadings to God, a few episodes of fist pounding, begging, bribing, spanking, hugging, and probably more things that didn't achieve the outcome I desired. Finally (it has been a long 7 months) I let go. I didn't just let go of nap time. Because by the 3rd day of no naps, you can't keep that boy awake after 1 pm. He literally fell asleep talking to me. And those nights he goes to bed late. On those nights I give up my evening. I realized that I could stew about it, or just relax and enjoy my son. I am learning to be a better Mommy.
So here we are, at 9:30 pm (see the clock in the first picture) having a bowl of cereal. Because, of course, when one stays awake until 9:30 pm, one gets hungry. So one sits down with Mommy and enjoys a bowl of cereal.