Please prepare for Ranty McRanterson III to take the stage.
Dudes. I’m tired. So so so so so so x infinity tired. Maddie has decided to defy the laws of toddler nature and stop sleeping. Like, ever. She has made a habit of waking up at the crack of dawn and won’t fall asleep until at least 11 at night. She won’t stay in her bed, either. It’s a 3 hour struggle, putting her back in her bed over and over while trying to keep her quiet so she doesn’t wake up Jack.
Naps are a distant memory I cling to with fondness and a single glistening tear. I honestly don’t know how she functions on this little sleep because I’m like a zombie. I basically follow her around all day in a haze, drooling and groaning unintelligible sounds while she spins around me like a tasmanian devil, demanding more Mac & Cheese every hour. The energy! It’s KILLING ME. And on top of it all, my DVR runneth over because I have no time to catch up on shows. This is getting serious here.
With that said, I’ve been trying to find ways to tire her out more. I make it a point to get out of the apartment every day, but I need something EXTREME. I’m looking for fatigue-inducing activities here. We do parks. We do the occasional TumbleAmerica thing. We dance around to Pitbull. What do you guys do with your energetic little ones?
P.S. I wanted a picture of me looking like a zombie and found MakeMeZombie.com. This is quite possibly the most disturbing thing of my life:
At least I’m smiling while I eat brains.