Sunday, August 17, 2008

Olympic Sleep Fighting

The Beijing Olympics need a new category for fighting sleep, because I would easily take gold. This weekend I decided that sleep is not as much fun as playing with Mom and Dad. I can scream and fuss and claw and kick for hours. Michael Phelps has nothing on me. My skills are brand new- revealed just 3 days ago. I have the endurance to fight naps during the day and still maintain a high level of intensity to fight bedtime, too. Most babies have to practice to perform at this level, but it's a natural talent for me. None of the old tricks can thwart my laser focus: not running water, the rocking chair, the front porch swing, strolls inside, or strolls outside. They said I haven't cried this hard since my bath in the newborn nursery. I heard Mom and Dad plotting in the other room last night. They said things like "what the heck happened to our good sleeper?", "if she only knew how much better she feels after a good nap", and the ominous "if this continues, we will have to do the Cry It Out Method". The trouble is, the world is so exciting now, I don't want to miss anything. Why do something as boring as sleeping when I could practice standing up with Mom, or get tickled by Dad? And, don't even get me started on all of my cool toys! I need to practice my different cries because my parents don't seem to be falling for my fuss cry or mad scream. The best way to get their attention is with my whimper or sad wailing. I need a game plan ASAP, because this "Cry It Out" business doesn't sound very good!

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