You’ve saved my sanity throughout the years far more than any therapy session could have. You allow me to write: on my blog, in my journal, on other people’s blogs. You let me sleep when the kids wake me at night, you let me exercise when I need to blow off steam, you let me sit and stare into space when I’m too zonked out to do anything else.
Oh, lovely two-hour nap, how would I live without you?
You’re the quiet time in my day, you’re the excuse to turn the phone off, put a note on the door not to ring the bell, politely decline any and all appointments. Just last week you let me paint my nails, catch up on some much-needed sleep, read a book (albeit a bad one, but that’s no fault of yours), flip through a magazine, bake a cake, edit pictures and write, write, write. I’m not greedy, I don’t expect to enjoy you every single day, just know that you are much, much appreciated when you come round.
Oh, cherished afternoon nap, please, don’t ever leave me.
oh, I need a nap right now! :)
ReplyDeleteHear, hear for naptime!! My 3 1/2 year old son has started napping again almost daily now that its summertime (longer, more active days), and my daughter spends time playing in her room (by choice) or drawing-- so the afternoon quiet time is pure heaven and very restorative. Enjoy your "me" time!
ReplyDeleteI'm definitely implementing quiet time when I can't force them to sleep any longer!
ReplyDeletewho doesn't?! Anytime is good for a nap!
ReplyDeleteOh I can't nap. Completely incapable. Another fact about me that makes H say, "Bullshit! Who can't nap!?" But I can't. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I just can't accept that, you just aren't trying hard enough!
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