Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to say our last Goodbyes to not only a dear friend, but a part of my family– Morning Nap II.
What can I say about a friend, a confidant that I held so dear to my heart and relied on so heavily to get me through the day for over a year?
Morning Nap-
I remember when I first introduced you to our family, and you would sneakily bow out after 10 minutes- leaving me with a cranky over tired newborn baby. Oh! how she would cry!…and cry, and cry. Sometimes I joined her & other times, I blogged.
You thought you were so funny. And I thought you were cruel & unfair.
It was not until we spent sometime growing our friendship and working out a schedule together that realized why you were playing the “colic game” in those first few months. You just wanted me to fully appreciate your contribution to my day, and boy did I! … especially when you’d stay for 2 hours!
You were there for me day in and day out when I needed to get things done. If it weren’t for you… there would be many (MANY) more days that things like laundry, dishes & showers might have never been done Monday through Friday.
There were days when I was at my wits end, and I would stare at that clock until 10:00am arrived…. and you know, I don’t care what they say about that watched pot never boiling, you always showed up ready to lend a helping hand.
Once we celebrated Princess’ first birthday, I started to think about your brother,” Morning Nap the first” and though I remember him fondly, I could not compare. I worked full time when your brother was here with The Complicated Boy, and though I did mourn him on weekends, he and I did not have the tight bond that we have.
And then it happened.
You started to give warning signs that your run was almost through. Princess now seemed to cry when you would arrive because she was still energized, instead of crying until you arrived because she was tired and cranky. But I ignored those signs because the thought of losing you broke my heart.
So I held on to you with all I could. I thought- its just a phase- she’ll quite down. And sometimes she did… and then other times I found myself settling for 15 minutes that I wasn’t even sure she was sleeping for. I couldn’t bear the thought of things like taking my shower at 6am BEFORE my coffee, and only having 1 “break” in my day. It depressed me.
And now- today- I reluctantly say goodbye for good.
No longer with tears in my eyes, but with hope in my heart… that your cousin The Afternoon nap will be kind enough to keep my sanity in mind & visit just a LITTLE bit longer… like- lets say- 4 more years? Sound fair?
RIP dear friend.
Morning Nap II
December 2008- January 2009
