NEW ARTICLE ON HER VIEW FROM HOME

I have a real love-hate relationship with naptime. 

Naptime can be the best.

Finally having the chance to sit down with a nice cup of cold coffee and a pack of Oreos a bowl of quinoa and watch four episodes of Grey’s Anatomy in a row?

YES. Sign me up. I freakin’ love naptime.

But the actual getting-child-to-nap part?

The 1.5 hour struggle, the reading of Elmo’s Night Before Christmas 12 times in a row even though it’s nowhere near Christmas, the tears, sweat, and complete and utter frustration?

Naptime is basically the worst.

Let’s go into this in more detail, shall we?

Read the full piece here, at Her View from Home.

And tell me what YOU think!

Is naptime a breeze for you, or do you feel my pain?

(And I do mean actual, literal pain, as my toddler usually knees me in the stomach or walks on my face during our napping process.)