I made quite a mistake today that I seem to repeat once in a while: I tried to take a nap. What is it about laying down on your bed that beckons all of the kids to your side? Shayla was up a lot the night before last, so I actually went and got in bed with her. And then last night I didn't sleep well because I was worried about needing to finish preparing my lesson for Relief Society today. So, I decided I deserved a nap.
Now, the second I put my head on the pillow Zachary came and asked for help finding his pants. I told him to find Becca or Paul and ask them to help him. Then when I was just falling asleep Paul came in and informed me there was someone at the door for me. Becca also came in to tell me since she was the one who had answered the door. I went and received a gift from a neighbor, and after a short chat went back to my bed.
Once again I was about asleep when I heard Paul come and lay down beside me. I was happy about that until I realized he had left the door open and I could hear every word/yell of the kids. Of course, Paul was sleeping soundly no matter how loud they got. He's got a talent for that. Then his breathing started to sound loud to me. Sigh. I also then started thinking that if he slept too much he wouldn't sleep well at night and therefore would make me not sleep well. So I woke him up to kick him out. Needless to say, I had to wake him up four times before I convinced him to get out of bed.
I thought that was it, and that I would then get some sleep. Once again right as I was falling asleep Tyler came in and asked if he could eat one of the goodies we had made. I also heard Shayla playing and laughing instead of taking her nap, so I figured it was useless to try to sleep beyond that. Yes, I took more than two hours trying to get a nap and probably got a total of about 15 minutes of sleep. That's the life of a mom.
Another funny "mommy" moment I had this week: When I was on the phone with Paul's brother getting the news about their baby and her delivery and complications, Zachary kept trying to get my attention. Repeatedly I shook my head and pointed to Paul for Zachary to realize he needed to talk to Paul. He kept trying to get me, though. Paul would say, "Zachary, she's on the phone. What do you need?" Finally when I got off the phone (45 minutes later) I explained to Zachary about the baby being in the hospital and that he couldn't interrupt phone calls and expect me to always be available. Then I asked him what was so important that he needed me. He asked, "Mom, are you thirsty" Paul and I laughed and laughed about that. I wasn't sure how to answer, so I said, "Sure." He said, "Then go downstairs." I thought maybe he had a surprise for me, so I went downstairs and got a drink. Then he joined me and said, "I'm really thirsty!" Turns out he was thirsty that whole time, and instead of asking someone to go down to the kitchen with him (since he's too scared to be on any level of the house alone), he kept asking Paul and Tyler if they were thirsty. When they said no, he kept coming back to me on the phone to get my attention. Kids!
Oh, and then there are boys. I "caught" my boys this morning making all kinds of signs that say, "I love you club" and "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." These signs were meant to trick people into coming into the room, and then the boys were going to scare them by jumping out yelling (Zachary) and waving their arms under a blanket (Tyler). Makes a mom so proud ...!!
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The nap situation sound all too familiar. I feel like taking a nap is such a waste of time. It takes 10 times longer to get some peace and quiet than your nap actually lasted. I keep reminding myself that one day I'll have too much time to rest, and that will be sad (so I've heard, I'll have to try that out)
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