Oh, Sunday Naps, how I love thee....let me count the ways....one hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, five hours!
Five hours yesterday, I napped. It was fantastic. I'm not sure what I was fighting off physically, but I was definitely fighting some emotional and mental exhaustion.
This "working mom" thing is kicking my butt. I am working as hard and as fast as I can, but I still keep slipping behind the eight ball. Laundry, grocery shopping, menu planning, housekeeping, weekend chores, volunteering with the kids' swim team, attending the temple, teaching Primary, and trying to do it all with a smile on my face is killing me.
A Sunday nap is the best refueling system I know. Sadly it only comes once a week, at best.
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Monday, July 22, 2013
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Rip Van Winkle
I have a confession. I took a nap today.
I did my regularly scheduled programming this morning. I even went for a 50 minute walk--it was very cold, by the way. Then I got stuff spiffed up around here and went upstairs to put some of that stuff away. The bed wasn't made.
I think I heard a voice call to me, "Naptime." At least that I what I chose to have heard.
So at about 11 AM today I snuggled back into bed and took a nap. I slept until 1:40.
I feel so much better. Well, except for the guilt of taking a nap in the middle of the day--when it isn't Sunday.
I did my regularly scheduled programming this morning. I even went for a 50 minute walk--it was very cold, by the way. Then I got stuff spiffed up around here and went upstairs to put some of that stuff away. The bed wasn't made.
I think I heard a voice call to me, "Naptime." At least that I what I chose to have heard.
So at about 11 AM today I snuggled back into bed and took a nap. I slept until 1:40.
I feel so much better. Well, except for the guilt of taking a nap in the middle of the day--when it isn't Sunday.
Monday, August 2, 2010
What a Difference a Nap Can Make
I got home from church yesterday at noon and promptly went to bed. I figured I would nap for an hour and then get ready for a meeting with our Stake Youth Committee, then go on with the family to celebrate our nephew Bryce as he was made an Elder in the church.
Instead, I was awakened at a quarter to four with the words "You up yet? It's time to go."
Holy Cow! I slept right through my 2:30 meeting and right on almost to 4 PM. I must have needed it.
I pulled two days work--Friday and Saturday--running one of the two bull pens for our county finals swim meets at our pool. Easily they were five plus hours in the sun each day. I attempted to keep up the energy and enthusiasm for the sake of the kids, if not their parents also, that everyone might have that much more a good time.
A swim meet is a lot of hurry up and wait. Our kids are great in that they get that, but sometimes it is excruciatingly boring waiting around for your race to be called. So I try to do what I can to make it minimally enjoyable while they are sitting and waiting with me.
Following Saturday's meet, we celebrated The Girl's birthday by taking her and a friend to Park City where we did some back-to-school clothes shopping at the outlets there. My memories of outlet shopping must be getting old--the deals were not what I had hoped, but it was a fun evening nonetheless. Then to finish the evening--now full on, night--we stopped at Macaroni Grill for some dinner and headed home.
I imagine that the nap was medically necessary. Without it I certainly couldn't have gotten through the family gathering without snarking at someone. And I'd never have had the energy to stop by and crash another neighborhood's party to deliver a birthday day gift to Dear Friend Taffy.
Ah, the joys of napping. Wish it was at least a weekly tradition.
Instead, I was awakened at a quarter to four with the words "You up yet? It's time to go."
Holy Cow! I slept right through my 2:30 meeting and right on almost to 4 PM. I must have needed it.
I pulled two days work--Friday and Saturday--running one of the two bull pens for our county finals swim meets at our pool. Easily they were five plus hours in the sun each day. I attempted to keep up the energy and enthusiasm for the sake of the kids, if not their parents also, that everyone might have that much more a good time.
A swim meet is a lot of hurry up and wait. Our kids are great in that they get that, but sometimes it is excruciatingly boring waiting around for your race to be called. So I try to do what I can to make it minimally enjoyable while they are sitting and waiting with me.
Following Saturday's meet, we celebrated The Girl's birthday by taking her and a friend to Park City where we did some back-to-school clothes shopping at the outlets there. My memories of outlet shopping must be getting old--the deals were not what I had hoped, but it was a fun evening nonetheless. Then to finish the evening--now full on, night--we stopped at Macaroni Grill for some dinner and headed home.
I imagine that the nap was medically necessary. Without it I certainly couldn't have gotten through the family gathering without snarking at someone. And I'd never have had the energy to stop by and crash another neighborhood's party to deliver a birthday day gift to Dear Friend Taffy.
Ah, the joys of napping. Wish it was at least a weekly tradition.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
My Kingdom for a NAP!
I got up at 5 AM this morning, to get ready and take Genius Golfer to the airport this morning then went directly to a meeting with the Stake Presidency about Girls' Camp that is coming next week, then home long enough to eat something for breakfast, get kids checked over before church, then to church for our 3 hour block of meetings and home to grab some lunch and I fell into my yet unmade bed and took a nap for about 3 hours.
Some days I think the hours I keep just make me exhausted, other times it is the business of keeping (what I am actually doing in those hours) that makes me so tired. Then I am also faced with the sad reality that my body is aging, with or without me, and may actually need m ore sleep too.
Yesterday, the kids had their last regular dual swim meet before next week's County Finals. I had gone with every intention of sitting and watching and cheering for my kids. But, as tends to be the case, the team that was hosting didn't have the help they should have had and I got called on to run the bull pen. (The "bull pen" is swim-slang for the place where the swimmers are lined up and placed into the correct heats and lanes for the various events.) The lady whom I was to help was also running the front desk of the public city pool and basically told me that I had it covered and left me as the first event was being called to the Bull Pen.
At our pool, we have an average of 3-4 moms work the Bull Pen with extra runners helping line up little tiny kids when it is their turn. I had two HS age lifeguard acting as runners from the host team, and Me.
It was in indoor pool which always adds to the auditory confusion and increasing the need to YELL. Plus, was it hot in there. Good thing Dear Friend Kelly's good husband, Roger, brought me a bucket of Diet Coke at some point or I would have melted into a puddle of goo.
By 10:45, I had the last events in place and sent over to the starting blocks and the meet was all but over. Whew. I needed a nap yesterday too, and even went so far as to fall asleep twice only to be woken up shortly after by children, phones, doorbells, etc.
So when I saw the opportunity for a nap today, I jumped on it like nobody's business. It felt great. Yet, I'm sure that I'll still be ready to sleep tonight again. Sad isn't it, that when the kids are little and they need the extra sleep they don't want to take a nap, and when we get older and busier and want the extra sleep we don't have the chance to take naps. Cosmic humor. You have got to love that.
Well, sleep well, my friends. We probably need it.
Some days I think the hours I keep just make me exhausted, other times it is the business of keeping (what I am actually doing in those hours) that makes me so tired. Then I am also faced with the sad reality that my body is aging, with or without me, and may actually need m ore sleep too.
Yesterday, the kids had their last regular dual swim meet before next week's County Finals. I had gone with every intention of sitting and watching and cheering for my kids. But, as tends to be the case, the team that was hosting didn't have the help they should have had and I got called on to run the bull pen. (The "bull pen" is swim-slang for the place where the swimmers are lined up and placed into the correct heats and lanes for the various events.) The lady whom I was to help was also running the front desk of the public city pool and basically told me that I had it covered and left me as the first event was being called to the Bull Pen.
At our pool, we have an average of 3-4 moms work the Bull Pen with extra runners helping line up little tiny kids when it is their turn. I had two HS age lifeguard acting as runners from the host team, and Me.
It was in indoor pool which always adds to the auditory confusion and increasing the need to YELL. Plus, was it hot in there. Good thing Dear Friend Kelly's good husband, Roger, brought me a bucket of Diet Coke at some point or I would have melted into a puddle of goo.
By 10:45, I had the last events in place and sent over to the starting blocks and the meet was all but over. Whew. I needed a nap yesterday too, and even went so far as to fall asleep twice only to be woken up shortly after by children, phones, doorbells, etc.
So when I saw the opportunity for a nap today, I jumped on it like nobody's business. It felt great. Yet, I'm sure that I'll still be ready to sleep tonight again. Sad isn't it, that when the kids are little and they need the extra sleep they don't want to take a nap, and when we get older and busier and want the extra sleep we don't have the chance to take naps. Cosmic humor. You have got to love that.
Well, sleep well, my friends. We probably need it.
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