Tag: naps

A Good Nap

I try to get one good nap every day. I used to be bad at napping, but after our youngest daughter was born, I began to nap when she napped. This habit continued and it has become a daily ritual that I look forward to. Usually, we head down to the guest room, but on our nap playlist, and we are both asleep within a few minutes. We have a good routine down. I usually drift off for 20 minutes or so. The Littlest Miss is usually out for at least an hour.

We nap in the guest room, which is down stairs, and since she doesn’t like being down there alone, I usually setup a FaceTime video between my office and a laptop that I leave in the guest room. That way, when the Littlest Miss awakens, she sees me and can let me know she is done napping.

These brief naps are surprisingly refreshing. I miss those days when we don’t have our naps together. Yesterday was one such day. These happen, although not often. She is a real grouch in the evenings if she doesn’t get her nap so we encourage it.

The routine we have worked out is pretty simple. We she gets home from pre-school, the Littlest Miss has her lunch. She can then have a little play time, after which she and I head downstairs, put on our playlist, and drift off. It is rare when we are both not asleep within minutes. We measure this in “songs.” Usually, we are both asleep before the second song in our 35 minute playlist is over. I usually wake up toward the end of the playlist.

On Thursday, the Littlest Miss finished pre-K. She is now a rising kindergartner, and as such, she will be in school for full days come next school year. That means no more naps at home–at least during the week. And since this is about the same age our two older kids stopped napping, I suspect we are coming to the end of our napping time soon. We’ve got the summer left, and that’s it.

For me, it is bittersweet. I try to savor every nap I get to take with the Littest Miss knowing there aren’t that many more ahead of us. For her part, the Littlest Miss has been napping for shorter intervals, and is more resistant than she used to be to head down for a nap. I am growing into them, while she is growing out of them.

It is a lazy Saturday morning, cool, wet, and dreary, a day right out of The Cat in the Hat. Already, I am looking forward to a good nap, just about an hour away as I write this. I try not to think about it too much, but I know there aren’t too many of these left. The summer will fly by, as it always does, fall will be upon us. The good naps will dwindle to the just the weekends, but I suspect even that won’t last long.

I’ll take what I can get. There’s nothing quite like a good nap.

2 hour nap

5:30 PM local time

I got in my 2 hour nap, which seemed like a good idea at the time, but my time is so messed up right now that I kept waking up having no idea what time it was. I kept feeling as though I was going to be late for something. And I also didn’t hear when housekeeping buzzed and at one point, I woke up and there was a woman in the room. When she saw me laying in bed, she half-shrieked, apologized, and headed off.

After 2 hours, I felt completely disoriented, but it was nothing that a good old Starwood shower couldn’t cure. The bathroom is really very nice in this room, although I have no idea how the bidet works. For that matter, there is a complicated array of towels above the bidet and I’m not sure if they have anything to do with it either.

I feel much better now. I’ve showered, changed my clothes and I’m heading out to roam around Venice for a while.

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Weird afternoon

I’ve had a weird afternoon. I read this morning until just about noon at which point I was feeling sleepy. I decided to take a nap. Heck, it’s the weekend, right, and I’ve been working hard. So I climbed into bed, put on some music, and proceeded to fall asleep. For three hours! I can’t recall the last time I decided to doze off in the early afternoon, and then proceed to sleep half of the afternoon away!

While sleeping, I had a dream that I had a son. He must have been about three or four years old in my dream and he kind of looked like me. At one point, I caught him staring at me in an innocent, three-year old kind of way and when I looked back at him, and realized that he was my son, I got this eerie feeling, as if I suddenly knew what all parents know about their kids, all of the pride and joy and frustration and disappointment, the hope and the fear all rolled up into one fraction of a second–and then it passed. There were other parts to the dream, but I don’t remember them clearly. Needless to say I was relieved when I woke up.

No gym again today. I’ve only been to the gym 3 times in the last 8 days and so this week was more or less a wash because of being sick (and lazy). I’m starting up the routine and again on Monday, continuing from where I left off. And I’m getting back on the wagon with respect to eating well, which I having been doing so much of lately.

A perfectly constructed sack lunch

There’s nothing like a perfectly constructed sack lunch in the middle of the day to take your mind off work and allow you to eat, relax and read in comfort.

My book (which I don’t eat, of course), a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, some cookies, a banana, carrots, and a caffeine-free CokeTM. Eat for 10 minutes, read for 20 minutes and top it all off with a relaxing 30 minute nap.

Now that’s the life!

Tired afternoon

I got home from work around 4:50 PM and sat down to read for a while. I quickly felt myself growing sleepy, so I decided to read in the bedroom. The last time I looked at the clock it read 5:50 PM. There was still daylight outside. And then I dozed off and woke up a few minutes ago, at 8 PM, completely disoriented (although slightly rested). Weird!

So I got up, packed my lunch for tomorrow, got things ready (just cardio tomorrow afternoon so I don’t have to lug my gym bag), paid some bills, and now, at 8:20 PM, I’m back in bed. I’m going to try reading for a while longer (I’m currently 240 pages through Lunar Prospector) but I’m still groggy and I have a feeling I won’t last long. That’s fine, though, because I can use more than 7 hours of sleep every now and then. Still, I forget that days like today start early for me, at 4:30 AM and that’s probably why I was so tired this afternoon.