Oh, nap time – sweet, glorious nap time.
You’re a blessing, really. Two (hopefully) solid hours of quiet. No one pulling on your clothes wanting a snack. No tears. No tantrums. Nobody needs you.
This time is sacred to us Mamas – ain’t nothin’ coming between my children and their nap. I am that mom who counts down the seconds until it’s time for them to sleep. I’m the mom who does a white girl freedom dance as soon as I shut the door. I’m the mom who will cry if a nap is missed or messed up by freaking FedEx. I’m the mom who texts her husband the red dress dancing emoji saying ‘they’re finally asleep!’ – like I’ve cured cancer or something.
I need those two hours.
Before I became a SAHM (stay at home mom) I honestly used to think that it would be easy. Like, yeah sure I’d love to stay at home and not have to work. Cook, clean, wrangle kids all day? How hard could it really be? Sign me up.
And then I had children.
Staying home to “not work” and raise my kids is a blessing, but let me tell you something…it sure as heck ain’t easy. It’s by far the hardest “job” I’ve ever had but equally as rewarding. Sure, it’s not a 9-5 type of gig where I get to wear real clothes and look like an actual woman – it’s an eyes open – eyes closed type of job. I wear the same outfit multiple days in a row and I consider myself lucky if I’m able to shower.
I eat last. I drink cold coffee, not because I want to. I use the bathroom with two tiny humans staring at me. And a few k-9s. I’m constantly picking up toys or wiping sticky fingers. I’m either changing a diaper or running my potty training toddler to the bathroom. I’ve got my hands full 100% of the time.
Unless it’s nap time.
As soon as I shut their bedroom door I go into freak mode. It’s time to hustle and get sh** done. Because, like, if you aren’t hustling during nap time are you even a mom? Dishes. Laundry. Vacuuming. Mopping. Picking up toys. Putting away clothes. Wiping down counters. You name it, us Mamas are trying to get it all done in a two hour window. Must. clean. everything.
But today was different for me.
I walked downstairs and stared at our life – toys everywhere, a potty in the middle of the living room, dishes still in the sink, dog hair on the floor, etc. And in that moment I thought, what if I just left it all and rest? *gasp*
So I did.
My house was a mess, but my heart was full. We had spent the morning playing barbies, laughing, sharing chicken nuggets, watching movies, playing basketball – just living life. And for once I didn’t want to pick it up right away. I didn’t want to shove our sweet memories back into a basket.
I wanted to lay down and soak in the joy that I was feeling. I wanted to pause and remind myself that there is more to life than a clean, tidy home. I wanted to breathe in the silence and not feel guilty about it.
Today, I didn’t hustle during nap-time.
Mama, I want you to know that it’s okay to rest while your babies are sleeping and not feel guilty about it. You don’t have to do those dishes right away. You don’t need to vacuum the floors. The laundry will more than likely still be there when you’re ready to tackle it.
Take a break.
Give yourself some grace.
And leave the dang toys scattered everywhere, I dare you.