The Perfect Nap: A Christmas Miracle

My mom used to say that if she wanted to find us, she would just try to go to the bathroom. Inevitably, we would hunt her down like a mad dog on the highway and have to talk to her right now. From other moms I have heard that the phone is there favorite child tracking device. Pick up the phone to have a meaningful conversation with a friend or family member and "poof" magically your children will appear and they will need you. I personally haven't had problems with finding my children during these times. They, like your children, know when my "sacred" times are. For me, that time is my Sunday nap.

Today, I experienced a Christmas miracle. I took the perfect nap. I woke up on my own accord, totally refreshed and able to finish my day with a smile. I can't remember the last time my Sunday nap produced such an effect. Every time I would lie down, I would hope that my objective of feeling rested and ready to face my harrowing week would be achieved, but alas... The planets would not align. Today they did.

1. The baby went down for a nap quickly, quietly, and for a long duration.
2. The remaining child at home did not knock on my door with a stupid question during my nap (a sin punishable by death in my house).
3. The sound of Shania Twain did not blare through the vent from downstairs from my oldest child's bedroom.
4. No well meaning person called to see how I was doing. Which would have forced me to pretend that they had not just woken me up from a dead sleep so I could talk to them about my health. All the while, thinking that my mental health is teetering unhealthily towards insanity.
5. The dumb dog didn't bark, moan outside my bedroom door, or body slam my bedroom door to let me know that she wanted to gain entrance into my room.
6. I had no feelings of mother guilt. You know, "I guess I should get up and make my starving children some food" guilt.
7. I had no project guilt. "I told so and so that I would make them some cookies this week. I guess I should get up and do that since the week is over."
8. I had no Visiting Teacher/Home Teacher disruptions. Nothing tells me you care more than letting me get my Sunday nap.
9. No one knocked on my door. This would have also brought on the dog barking. A double interruption. I would not have recovered from that one.
10. My husband slept soundly beside me the entire time. I hate it when Paul is up putt putting around without me. I see him so little as it is that I get the spouse guilt. I get up and want to be with him.

So as you can see this truly was my Christmas miracle. May you enjoy your time on the phone or your time in the bathroom in peace this holiday season. This is my wish for you.