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By Kristen Chase


Oh, God. You have me worried that I might have to stock up on Benadryl before too long. (Quiet voice: What do you do when The Nap is going away for good?)

Posted by: Mary | Sep 08, 2006 18:38


Mary, my first response to your question was "cry", but then I tried to really think about the prospect of losing The Nap and my brain just can't go there. I need The Nap. Need more than a drug. I can't comprehend any sort of end to my addiction. I'm kinda scared now.

Posted by: Kelly | Sep 09, 2006 14:18


My daughter has no concept of the NAP. Never has. I live in awe and fierce jealousy of those of you whose children deign to NAP. *sigh* If only.

Posted by: Jen | Sep 12, 2006 11:25


Beautiful!! I laughed out loud at the "Twinkle Twinkle Take a fucking nap" line!

Posted by: Kelley Cunningham | Sep 13, 2006 20:43


Freakin' brilliant. What a great writing style you have. We sould meet for coffee some day. Wanna hear a leaned-my-lesson nap story? Check out Episode 4 of Career Mom Radio.
As to what to do after naps are gone... institute a quiet time rule. Books, legos, whatever- in their room- quietly. I get an hour and a half of minimal interruptions with this one.
GREAT article, thank you!
Meg
Career Mom Radio

Posted by: Meg | Sep 17, 2006 00:33


I have a shrine with candles to the Nap Goddess. She's WAY more important than Jesus, or Buddha, or Mohammed.

Posted by: CrankMama | Sep 19, 2006 15:26


Come, join us...is that like Darth Vader saying "come to the Dark Side Luke". Well hell ya. I am beyond the nap thing, but I used to do ANYTHING for nap time. ANYTHING.
Great essay. Laughed lots.

Posted by: anne/crazymumma | Oct 07, 2006 21:41


Are you reading my mind, Kristen? I was working on a similar post, but you said it far better than I could.

The nap goddess did not smile on me today, and all we had was a 30 min. nap. Ugh.

Posted by: Christina | Oct 19, 2006 22:39


Wow I was just crying a moment ago because I could not be visited by the NAP. Now my whole body is shaking from the incredible loss of calmness my day usually gets at the point of break down. Its okay though because my body is slowly recovering with the emergency ice cream pint I just broke glass to get.

My older daughter was worse though. She never did the NAP and did not go near the NAP pedestal unless I was there with her and I would do the snuggle, sing over and over and quieter and quieter for an hour and then slowly slide off edge and then butt shimmy my way out of door to have the floor creak just right and then start all over again.

Posted by: Jessica Wilemon | Dec 06, 2006 22:53


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