Fighting the good fight.

My daughter is teething. Finally, and really?!? The day I decide to stop coddling her and picking her up every time she screams during nap time, and she legit needs me to hold her.
JP put up zero fight for nap time today, even tho he didn't sleep yesterday. I told him he could come out after 3.5 hours... I thought he was asleep! He was just being really quiet.
Today, no fight.
Now I'm going in every 5-7 minutes or so and laying Z back down... she still stands up and cries. She's only been in there for 15 minutes or so... I really need just 30 minutes of nap time... anything above and beyond that is icing on the cake. Mommy needs to run today.
I might need more coffee.

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