Remington no longer takes two naps. Instead, the ideal for him is one nap at the middle of the day (very inconvenient) while Grace still (in theory) takes one afternoon nap. This means there is no way that both naps could be at the same time without running into problems for one or both.
I never realized how much that time meant to me. I really truly miss the time that I could choose to do whatever I wanted without having to take into consideration anyone but myself. I do still have the evenings when the kids are asleep but that's time with Blake, not just me time. It's good too, don't get me wrong, I enjoy spending time with him, of course, but it isn't the ideal time to read or do projects on my computer because then I would be wasting my precious little husband time.
It used to be that there were certain things I would do during naptime and certain things I would do in that evening free time but now my list of things I want to do hasn't changed but I have half the time I used to have to do it.
As I adjust to this new normal, I'm figuring it out, of course but I still miss those naptimes.
It doesn't help that ever since Grace started preschool she doesn't like the separation of naptime and has been giving me a really hard time going to sleep in the afternoons, if she goes to sleep at all.
Remington has become quite the little toddler, complete with walking around, standing up independently, babbling nonstop and very much expressing his own opinions. If he doesn't want to eat something, it's on the floor, if he wants your food he will insist that you give it to him, if he wants a ball or a toy he will demand it with much pointing or just take it. On the cute side, he will voluntarily give hugs and kisses, can blow a kiss, wave and clap his hands, among other talents.
I'll do a picture post after Grace's birthday, but for now, there is a small snapshot of life.