The story of a nap

The other afternoon I was feeling sleepy and thought (foolishly) that I should and could take a quick nap.  I surveyed where everyone was and told everyone that I was going to lay down for half an hour.

I lay down and close my eyes.  Almost instantly Miss 18 texts to let me know she will be home in 5 minutes or so.  I respond and tell her that I am laying down for a nap.

I close my eyes.  Mr 15’s voice interrupts.  “I am hungry.  What can I eat?”  I quickly tell him what to eat and make sure to add that I am taking a nap.  In no time at all he comes back in to ask if he can eat the pizza rolls.  Again I answer and again I say, “I am taking a nap.”

No sooner do I close my eyes and start to doze off when in comes Miss 17, to let me know she is home and to show me what she bought.  I chat for a moment and remind her that I am trying to catch a quick nap.  She apologizes for forgetting and reminds me that in less than an hour, she needs me to give her a ride to a friend’s. I tell her to wake me when it is time.

I adjust my position and close my eyes again.  I start to actually sleep when in comes Mr. 8 with a long and detailed problem that he is having with Mr. 7 (daycare baby).  He is closely followed by Mr. 7 who is loudly protesting Mr. 8’s description of events.  I keep my eyes closed hoping that somehow they will realize I am taking a nap and don’t want to referee their discussion.  Right on the heels of Mr. 7 comes Mr. 15, who to his credit, is trying to hush them and chase them out because as he is insisting, none to quietly, that Mom is taking a nap.

I roll over again as they exit the room and again doze off.  This time I am awakened by Mr. 13 wanting to know if I have seen his book and if I can go buy more pizza rolls since Mr. 15 ate them all.  I sigh and answer no to all of the above and tell him I am asleep, eat something else, read something else and go away.

I finally doze off and actually start dreaming, or so I think…..the dream was actually Miss 17  saying, “Mom it’s time to go, I am going to be late…..”

No problem.  I’m awake.  I am definitely not taking a nap.

 

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3 Responses to The story of a nap

  1. Loretta park says:

    Grandma W said naps only happen AFTER the kids have left home….wait, she lied.
    They don’t happen. I decided to take a nap two Sundays ago. No one was home. Repeat NO ONE was home. But because I’m the dang bishop’s wife and Sunday is usually a crisis day, I made the mistake of putting the phones close by, just in case. No one from the ward called. But my 32-year-old daughter called, wanting to know what her dad wants for Father’s Day. I’m taking a nap. She hangs up. 20 minutes later, her husband calls wanting to know if it is family dinner night. Nope. I’m taking a nap. Then five minutes after that my mother calls. You’d think I would have turned off the phones by now. Nope. No doing. Then as I finally drift off…hubby walks through door booming out, “Hi Honey, where are you? ” So much for nap time. 🙂

  2. Kirstine Rash says:

    You ought to have said “I’m going downstairs to do some laundry, If you want to help… I’ll be downstairs” then have gone upstairs and taken your nap.

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