I am writing this as Jackson is napping, which is a really big deal because it is the first nap he has taken in two weeks straight, and it means that maybe he isn’t completely done with naps just yet after all (though him barfing an hour before he passed out may have something to do with the sudden need for rest…). Before I had a kid, I never understood the obsession parents of young kids/toddlers had with naps — all the constant discussions about whether Billy napped today or for how long or whether it would throw things off too much to push Billy’s nap back a couple hours in order to actually be able to do an activity that lasted into the afternoon and blah blah blah. It all seemed so boring. And it totally is (sorry), unless you have a kid and then you’re suddenly like, Oh my God, NAPPPPPPPS. And that’s where I am/we are right now because Jackson is on the cusp of maybe giving up naps completely and that’s going to catapult us into a whole new zone of parenting — one where there is no long break mid-way through the day to re-fuel or rest (or, in my case, work) — and I’m pretty nervous about the transition. But, I guess that’s where wine comes in handy.
Anyway, this weekend looks to be a pretty dreary, gray one in NYC — perfect for lounging around and maybe watching some movies and cooking stew and doing some reading. I want to start a new book since I actually finished our March/April book, Fairyland (loved it!!) in less than three weeks, which is a record for me since Jackson was born. Any recommendations for a quick, fun read? Or just something good to read on a rainy weekend? What are you reading? And what are your plans for the weekend?