Every parent knows that God made small children need naps midday because we need a break!
Since my kids were formerly daycare kids, we are pretty routine about naps. They are not at the same time each day but they are always right after lunch. The three- and five-year-old still nap, but they/we can survive if they miss one here or there.
The 16-month-old (formerly misidentified as a 17-month-old) is still transitioning from two naps to one, so he's a bit of a wild card. Today he threw his entire lunch on the floor and flipped out at 11:30 so into bed he went.
And then he came out. At 3:30. That is four solid hours, people. Epic. He usually sleeps between an hour and a half and two hours.
The big kids messed around for a bit, because they have decided that napping on the couch is a good idea despite the fact that I'm working a few feet away in the kitchen. They did eventually fall asleep.
After I dealt with the kitchen disaster, I headed to my room to pray and rest, since I'd had a dull headache all morning. Another thing every parent knows, is that a great way to wake a baby is to sit or lie down. But I did it anyway.
After I finished some tired prayers (and one more that the baby wouldn't wake up immediately), I was able to rest my eyes. I think I dozed off for 10-20 minutes and it was just what I needed.
Sometimes I think the kids can tell when mom really needs a break. The patron saint of naps interceded for us today! I'm so grateful that they all napped, and napped well! I think we can survive until dad gets home.