Sleeping Beauty

So, we’re still working out the kinks with my new work schedule, but hey, it’s the first week, what did we expect? Wednesday’s are a work from home day. The plan seems great in theory. The nanny comes to pick Lilia up just before 8, I log on and work from 8am-2pm. Lilia comes home at 2pm for stories, a mommy snuggle and her nap. She sleeps for a couple of hours giving me some time to work on things around the house or even relax for a bit. Then Lilia wakes up and plays with me for a couple hours before Daddy gets home at 6 and I log back in to work from 6-8pm.

Did I mention most of my direct team is located in Cape Town, South Africa so my hours are a little wacky? It seems difficult right now, but I honestly believe these odd yet somewhat flexible hours (i.e. I have some wiggle room to alter them if they just aren’t working) will work well for our family. They are, after all, the reason I only needed 6 more hours of child care when transitioning from a part time contract position to a full time position.

But I digress, now you know the plan, here’s what really happened. Our nanny showed up about 15 minutes late on her first day (ack!!), between 7:45 and 8:15 Lilia pooped 3 times, in 3 different diapers. I kid you not, she literally crapped all over my morning.

Work went smoothly until about 1:45 when the one other team member on duty with me found a big issue that was affecting the community, and the rest of our team wouldn’t be awake for another 6 or 7 hours.

The nanny brought Lilia back about 15 minutes late, I assume to make up for her late arrival, but she had fallen asleep in the car which is a near guarantee with my kid that she will wake up in the transfer to her crib and will not take a nap.

As suspected, she did wake up in the transfer, we could not find her sleep loves while she was still groggy and it did look like a nap was doomed. Oh well what can you do?

We played for a bit then read stories and she went into her crib easily where I listened to her sing and talk to herself for two hours. She wasn’t crying and was at least getting some good rest time so I left her. I was about to go and get her around 4 when she fell silent. She napped, and napped, and napped. At 6pm, she was still napping. At 8pm she was still napping. By 9pm, she was still asleep and we decided we better get ourselves to bed cuz there was no telling what time of the night she’d be up. At 5am we heard her singing and talking in her crib. She carried on like that for about an hour on and of until I went to get her a little after 6am because I missed my kid. When did she turn into such a self soothing, sleeping beauty?