I love when people tell me how they nap during the day. It slays me.
I would give anything to have a nap on any given day – but today it would be super appreciated. I can tell I am getting a cold.
If I was to put my head down, my house would not only burn to the ground but, my kids would have haircuts, nail polish everywhere except their nails, items I have not seen in years would be destroyed, all my important beauty products would be soup in a bowl (like I have any – but if I did). Yes, we put things in places that they can not get to – but that means nothing in this house. Turns out that sleep is also something that means nothing these days to the humans living in this house.
The kids have had colds and I am sure this is due the thaw outside, school and that they are just germ infested little creatures. So sleeping through the night is a thing of weeks ago. They usually sleep, but for some reason my one daughter has been having a rough go. And now with the colds…well it is just gone out the window and now all of them are getting up.
Remember when your kids just napped? And you felt like it was a good time to get stuff done? If you’re at the stage…STOP! SIT! Do nothing! Trust me it goes to fast. I know they say that same thing about child rearing…but I will have none of that silly talk…My kids do not seem to be aging 😉
I still have one darling…(old photo) that naps.
And doesn’t it look so nice & peaceful! And although I still have three awake. I am grateful for one less…Though today it means nothing among the fighting trio. And even with the promise of a movie, they are determined to make sure that I do not get rest. Not time out (ie: face book, this blog, a phone call)- REST.
I find myself these days standing near the kitchen wondering if I could get away with sleeping for 5 minutes, if I kept standing. (with my back to the audience) Maybe they would not notice.
Napping is a privilege – do not fool yourself. I look forward to it…someday. Until then, I will stand and try to not fall asleep – because I can think of nothing more embarrassing then dropping kids off at school with the grill marks from the stove top on my face. THOSE are probably way more noticeable than pillow marks on my face.
I post this last photo…so that I can daydream of some place warm and restful. 🙂