I love nap time. I mean I really, really love nap time.
I love it when my toddler naps.
I love it when I get to nap.
I love it when I get to nap because my toddler is taking a nap.
I also hate it when I nap.
It feels good, luxurious even, to have enough time that I can waste a couple of hours sleeping in the middle of the day.
I have to make a confession here: I have no ability to power nap. No 20 minutes of down time, and then wake up refreshed and ready for the rest of the day. Oh, no. Once I'm out, I am down for the count. Two hours, minimum, usually three.
On the rare occassion that I get to take a nap, I appreciate it. However, it also means that I have no other "me time" to work on projects that I can't pull out with litte, curious hands about.
I told myself last week, as I was planning how I was going to spend my days this summer, that I would not give in to the siren call of the afternoon nap. Alas, I fell victim to its call today. Damn sirens.
Part of the problem was that I was exhausted. I'm not sure what is going on, but I'm feeling exhausted a lot. I'm moving around like a 90-year-old most of the time. My joints hurt, my musles are sore, and I'm generally achy and cranky all day long. It's not fun. I'm not sure if it's just the weight - the obscene amount of weight - that I have piled onto my body,forcing my bones and muscles to do an extra intense workout against gravity everday, that is causing me to feel this way...or if perhaps it's something medical related, like arthritus.
I'll have another doctor appointment here in a few weeks, due to the procedures laid out in my insurance for weight-loss surgery, so I'll bring it up then. Hopefully, I'll get enough weight off to help out my aching body, and the mystery will be solved. If not, well...gulp.
So, tomorrow, I'm going to do my best to stay away from mt bed when the mini munchkin goes down for her nap. Even if I'm sore, I'm going to try to make a break for my craft room instead of my bedroom. I have absolutely no problem wasting a couple of hours in there everyday. I just don't want to Rip Van Winkle my summer away and have nothing to show for it at the end.
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