Lately my daughter hasn't felt the need to sleep longer than two seconds for her daytime naps. I try everything. I lie down next to her and BF her, singing gently, stroking her head, and suddenly her eyes are wide open and she grinns up at me, my nipple stretched out like a rubberband. Yeah, right! You are not going to sleep you little monkey! I say. What a fool I am! So then we get up and play. I hit a wall last week, and my husband had to come home early because I was bawling my eyes out over not being able to staple two pieces of paper together because I kept getting interrupted. I came finally to the realization that I can't have a To Do list. It only makes me feel incompetent, disorganized and like my life is somehow meaningless. I changed the name to my "Maybe I will do it" list. That seemed to help!