When Little Miss was born, like most newborns, she slept a lot. I would nap with her, or I would read a book, or I would get some much-needed housework done. As she got older and went down to two, then one nap a day, I used that time to pack in all the things I needed to get accomplished. Most often it was laundry or other quiet chores.
But truth be told, a lot of times I would just lay on the couch with tiny Little Miss sleeping on my chest while I caught up on reality TV.
When Little Miss started to refuse her naps, I was so upset I would do anything I could to try to get that precious hour of me time. I begged, pleaded and even sometimes got frustrated and yelled at her (which I now regret, of course).
Little Miss dropped her naps completely before Mr. Man was born, so I was very pregnant with absolutely no down time during the day. When we introduced a new baby to our household who needed to nap the majority of the day, it became a balancing act, and although I was most often exhausted, we found our groove.
Mr. Man is now 18 months old and he has just cut his naps down to one 1.5-2 hour nap a day. I used to relish such a giant-feeling chunk of time to be a grown up, but these days it has become my one-on-one time with Little Miss.
Sometimes we paint our toenails. Sometimes we take out the Legos and Squinkies, which are too tiny for Mr. Man, and build castles. Sometimes we play board games, or bake cookies, or play online Disney games.
Sometimes I miss the ability to clean my way through the kitchen, and sometimes I think it might be unfair that Mr. Man doesn’t have time alone with me, but then I remember that Little Miss is going to school in just a few short weeks and this time is special. She was my first and used to have me all to herself, and I am happy to giver her a taste of our old lives for that hour and a half a day while I still can.
When she goes to school, Mr. Man will have me all to himself, and she will have new things occupying her time. We will have to fit our mommy and me activities in to our lives somewhere else in the schedule, but for now, naptime is when we play and enjoy each other.
And as for the disastrous state of my house? I thankfully have a very understanding husband who never once makes a comment about the overflowing sink, and will even clear it out if he has the time. What more could you ask for?