Naptime

Jack at 2 months old, " a bundle of cute"

Here I am, squeezing in a cup of steaming coffee and typing as quietly as I can so as not to disturb the precious moments of time I already feel slipping away.

Aaah, the joy of naptime.

The army of moms who stay home know what I'm talking about.

Nothing feels quite as good as those first five minutes after my son Jack settles into his Thomas the Train bed for a few hours.

Of course, it is a Russian roulette as to how long the rest of the nap might be - which makes the time all the more treasured. Will it be a 40 minute day, or a 3 hour dream trip?

The gentle buzz of the monitor stays silent as I take another sip of coffee, and truly count myself blessed for this time. It is one time every day when I don't envy the working moms (which I believe every mom does, at least once in a while) their adult lunches and even thier quiet or not so quiet commute.

When I hear the bellow, "Mommy - too long. I'm up, Jack is UP!" I am rejuvenated and ready to face the rest of the day, whatever it brings.

I can proudly say I try not to do a whole lot of chores during naptime. It is my time, to enjoy and do with as I please.

Jack's nap is getting shorter and shorter as he gets older, and I can foresee a day in the not too distant future where I will look back on naptime (at least with Jack) as a distant memory.

For any moms reading this who feel the need to rush around during naptime, as I did at first, stop, and realize that the break will make you a less harried, calmer mom. Who really cares if there are crumbs on the table a few hours longer? Do the front of the cupboards demand attention this second?

I say, naptime is:

• a break from all the questions
• time to call another adult
• time to indulge a hobby, be it writing, cooking, or making jewellery, like my super chic mom, known in this blog as Grandma L
• time to read a book that makes you feel grounded in the outside world again, rather than a world of Wiggles and Backyardigans

Maybe it's time to read this blog, and if so, thank you. This is my first attempt at blogging, and I am really enjoying getting my thoughts out there.

And there it is, the bellow of the toddler...

Until next nap,

Mom and the City