Life is ironic in many ways. For example, when you are a child you tend to not particularly care for naps or going to bed, but when you are an adult you spend 90% of your day dreaming of the next time you'll be able to sleep.
I think Sofia has hit her 9 month sleep regression a few weeks early as she's not been a fan of bedtime lately...or napping for that matter. The irony is anytime she's in her crib that doesn't involve sleep, she loves it. So here's to embracing what is and repeating to myself "this too shall pass" at all missed or challenging sleep opportunities.
I mean, she does look awfully cute peeking over those crib rails after all. :)