You ever have one of those days where all you want to do is take a nap? Even a power nap would do. Just 20 little minutes. Well, today was one of those days. Allergies are killing me right now. Last night to soothe a sore throat I made the mistake of brewing up some Earl Gray tea and had a cup around 8 pm. So even though I didn't feel good the caffeine from the tea kept me awake until 2am. Partner that fact with a wake up time of 7:30 this morning and I really needed a nap around 3 o'clock today.
Our children no longer nap. Napping is for babies. So in order for me to get a nap I need some cooperation from the offspring. I gave them the option of playing quietly in their bedrooms or watching a show quietly in the playroom. They chose the latter. So, I put on a Christmas show that lasted one hour. I told them that I was sick and needed some rest. I made them promise to be quiet until the show was over. Then I headed for the couch in the living room.
3:05pm-Lay down on the couch. Spread green blanket over myself. Close my eyes. Long sigh of relief.
3:08pm-Hear wailing and crying coming from playroom. Raise my voice just enough to tell children to get quiet and get along or they would be banished to their bedrooms. Close eyes. Long sigh of relief.
3:10pm-Begin dreaming of Scooby Doo. Don't ask me why.
3:15pm-Hear loud crash from playroom of cascading plastic pieces. Loudly ask the question "Who just did that?" No answer. Reiterate that I am sick and they better be quiet so I can sleep. Close eyes. Long sigh of exasperation.
3:18pm-Again with the loud crashing cascading plastic. Throw green blanket off. Get up and head to playroom. Again with the question "Who did that?" Found culprit surrounded by a pile of legos. Strongly suggested to the children that they remain quiet from here on out so mommy could get some rest. Appealed to their sense of reason. When they are sick they like to sleep. So does mommy. If mommy kept them awake they would be mad. So is mommy.
3:20pm-Head back to couch. Put green blanket back over me. Long, long sigh. Close eyes. Start to dream of children that take naps. Feel something being placed on my chest. Open my eyes to see Jake's new larger than life Shamu sitting on top of me. Really? Hear giggles and feet running back to playroom.
3:21pm-Close my eyes again. Pray for sleep. Pray for children who obey. Long sigh.
3:23pm-Starting to drift off again. Begin to feel like someone (other than Shamu) is watching me. Hear breathing right in my ear. Feel a pair of eyes boring into my closed eye lids. Decide to ignore intruder. Keep my eyes closed. Feel another set of eyes. Smaller ones I think. Four eyes peering at me, willing me to wake up. Play dead.
3:25pm-Hear patter of feet heading back to the playroom. It worked! It totally worked! Keep eyes closed. Long sigh. So excited that I am about to take a nap.
3:30pm-Screaming from the playroom. Something about Jake not doing something the way Emma Mae wants him to do it. I don't know. Are you freaking kidding me right now? Throw off the blanket. Get off the couch and huff my way to the playroom. Look at offspring and ask them why they hate me so much. Am told that they don't hate me. They love me. Ask why they won't let me sleep when I'm sick if they love me so much. Little girl tells me it is because she just needs to be with me.
3:31pm-Give up on nap. Curl up on playroom floor with little boy and even littler girl and watch Olive the other Reindeer. Good times.