As Ruby emits the last, whimpering protests to her nap and succumbs to sleep, I heave a sigh of relief. Our church schedule recently changed from 11 am-2 pm, which is right smack dab over Ruby’s nap time. It caused a short nap and a cranky baby on Sunday. Combine that with the fact that on Monday Ruby refused wholesale to nap, and this week got off to a rough start. Sleep has always been hard for Ruby for some reason, and being sleep deprived seems to make her sleep worse. On Sunday night she started waking up in the middle of the night again, and all her naps this week were way too short.
Yesterday, as I put Ruby down for a nap, I offered up a prayer that she would take a long enough nap, and get back to her regular sleep schedule, and finally, for the first time this week, she took a longer nap. It still wasn’t quite up to how long she usually naps, but it was a great improvement. And last night she slept through the night again.
It’s incredible what a difference sleep makes to a person, and that difference seems magnified in a toddler who doesn’t yet have the skills to cope with sleeping poorly. All she can really do in response to being tired is crank, and it makes it hard on her and everyone around her.
It was also a testament to me of the power of prayer. I feel that my simple, if very heartfelt, prayer for Ruby to sleep better yesterday was heard and answered. It touches me that God cares about me and my sweet baby, even for something as small as naps and good sleep.