Naps? Naps are for losers.

I am so tired.  So, so incredibly tired.  So tired I’m getting headaches from it.  Joshua is mostly sleeping well at night, and for the past two nights, Dan has gotten up with him.  But I’m still exhausted.  What gives?

Joshua won’t nap well at daycare.  We’re talking an hour, hour and a half tops ALL.DAY.LONG.  OMG!

So when we get home, he’s tired.  It’s obvious.  I fix him a bottle and take him into the nursery to give it to him.  He falls asleep in my arms.  I put him in the crib.  BAM!  He’s wide awake.  And screaming.  And he will not go back to sleep.  Even after finishing the bottle.  It’s like the 30 seconds he was asleep in my arms was enough to recharge his batteries for a little bit.  Only they weren’t. 

This makes me want to cry because I KNOW the kid is tired.  KNOW IT.  And I really, honest-to-God need to lay down some afternoons or I don’t know how I’ll make it through the evening with him until Dan gets home.  I’m cranky and irritable and I have less tolerance for his crankiness when I’m like this.  And that’s not fair to him.

Above all, I feel like he’s not getting enough sleep, and like somehow, this is going to eff him up for life.  Like, he’s not going to be as smart as he could be or he’s going to have ADHD or he’s going to turn into a sociopath one day because he didn’t sleep well as a baby. 

I’m sick of hearing my mom tell me I’ve just got a cat-napper on my hands like that’s supposed to somehow make me feel better about the fact that I KNOW he’s not getting enough sleep.

I don’t know what to do, but I’m exhausted and unhappy right now.  Why won’t my kid take naps???