Nap Time

I enjoyed my weekend away. I slept like crap and was constantly busy. I missed my little boy. I might have even missed my husband a little. You know in the middle of the night, when it got chilly in the room, and I couldn't sleep because of cramps...
Yep... I Am A MOMMY! I am not meant to be away from my child for that long...
You know come to think of it I just need a little a practice...
I am sure that is it.


I got home Sunday night about 9:30 or so. When I was coming up on Boone I called home to see if I needed to stop at the store. My husband sounded a little groggy.

I was not concerned at this point...

He said he didn't know if I needed to stop or not. I ask him if Mason is in bed yet, mind you the time is 8:30. My husband says, "Shhhuurrre... He's been there for awhile..."

At this point I get a little suspicious.

I ask, "How long is awhile?"

He says, with no inflection whatsoever, "I put him down for nap at around 3:30 and he hasn't gotten up yet."

I took a couple of deep breaths and said, "Whenever he gets up you are getting up with him then with no complaint."

Without skipping a beat he asks, "So do you want me to wake him up now?"

I yell, "No you crazy bastard, I wanted you to take care of our child and not let him sleep all afternoon and evening. Maybe feed him a little supper and make sure his butt stayed clean."

No wait that is just what I was thinking...

What I actually said was, "No just let him sleep and don't complain when he gets up really early."

He got lucky though and Mason slept until 6:30.

I rolled my butt out of bed when he yelled up the stairs that he was leaving for work. I believe it was around 7:15. Mason has been crabby though. I would think after getting around 15 hours of sleep that he would be well rested... I was wrong.