The Munchkin

So, we recently had to switch daycares.  It was very traumatic, at least for me.  I didn't think Mitch really cared that much. That is, until I started reading the notes the lady sent home every day.  Mitch isn't napping at daycare.  I'm not talking little, short crappy naps. I mean he's NOT NAPPING AT ALL.  Yesterday, he slept a total of 30 minutes all day. 30 minutes, people. So of course he's a crabby mess for Mike when he gets picked up. And of course he wants to go to bed at 6pm.  Which then leads to GOOD MORNING! at 4. AM.  This is crazy talk.  This is insane.  This does not do good things for Mommy. 

Don't let this face fool you.  I'm pretty sure he was looking at apps to play with at 4 am when he can't sleep.

I still have no idea what to do about it.  I talked to our daycare lady (I suppose I can give her a name, since she'll probably pop up on the ol' blog every once in a while - she's Jill) and it's not for lack of trying.  She rocks him with his Nuk and when he falls asleep, she goes to put him in the crib.  That's where he wakes up and wails.  We do the exact same thing at home, so I don't know what the malfunction is. Same Nuk. Same blankie. Same routine.

I suppose I'm grateful that this has been our only hiccup so far.  Oh, but what a hiccup it is.  He comes home hoarse because he cries, and there really isn't anything I can do about it.  I have to trust that Jill is really trying her best to put him down for his naps, and I do.  Jill is amazing.  I could tell the first time I met her that she was a no nonsense kind of care provider.  She doesn't mess around.  The kids are on a great schedule that includes outside time, walks around the neighborhood, healthy meals and naps with a little tiny bit of TV mixed in for fun.  She doesn't really let the kids set their own schedule, but still follows their leads and gives them exactly what they need.  I also have to trust that if Mitch is really tired, he will sleep no matter what.