Carter had absolutely no schedule or routine whatsoever until he was over a year old. Just in the last few months, he started to have regular, predictable nap times and bedtimes.
But then you throw in cutting four molars, and everything I thought we had figured out has been thrown out the window.
I have no clue when he’s going to get up, nap, go to bed, eat, scream, be content….nothing.
He took two naps today, which he never used to do. So now it’s 9:30 and he’s still crawling around, riding his bike, turning off the TV when I’m watching it, and wreaking havoc.
I’m not sure I’m cut out for this. Part of the reason I’m a night owl is because I use those hours after the kids are in bed to get work done, and recover my sanity from the crazy day. Let me tell you that neither of those things is happening this last week!