Sometimes my clients like to wait until the last possible moment for me to help them. A client emailed me today as I am walking out the door to Hobby Lobby. (Sometimes, I just need a break and relieve some stress at Hobbly Lobby.) Basically the client needs to approve a project and get it to printer by end of day. Bear in mind, the project is only half way done, because I was waiting on him. Needless to say, Hobby Lobby had to wait, Alyssa had to be entertained by computer games, and poor Megan was just ignored on the floor. A little bit later, Alyssa in her room while I am waiting on a response from the client, I see Megan asleep on the floor. “Oh, how cute,” I think. Then I begin to wonder. She has 1.5 hours before time to eat again, can she sleep that long on the floor? She needs her nap, should I move her to her bed?
Well, now half an hour later and she is crying in her bed. Clearly, I made the wrong choice.
Oh the dilemma. I know it well. We have a rule in this house that we adopted from more experienced parents and I’m fairly certain it’s biblical: Thou shall not move or disturb a sleeping baby. We have broken this rule on occasion and regretted it almost every time. D’oh!
BTW, love the Christmas card photo!
Ohhhh, been there, done that. I’m even worse about the delima, because the first kid would let me move him wherever, whenever. The second, not so much. Still trying to determine Meredith’s attitude towards ‘being moved once asleep’. Megan is a cutie, and the Christmas photo is awesome!
I feel your pain! Sometimes Mallory lets me move her, sometimes she cries when I don’t — I’m preety sire there is no right answer 🙂
i really wouldn’t care. if only jack would sleep anywhere. ha. always go with your gut, unless you have diarrhea… merry christmas 🙂
We have also learned to live by the mantra, “Never move a sleeping baby.” Whenever we’ve absolutely had to move the sleeping baby, 97.6% of the time that baby wakes up and becomes a very grumpy, grouchy thing. The 2.4% of the times that the baby has actually stayed asleep, well that’s cause for stunned whispers of “It worked!”, and a silent little happy dance while tiptoeing out of the room.
Have fun! And Merry Christmas!