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My mom has regaled many a time about the fact that I had to take a nap until I was in kindergarten.
"Even after you were in first grade, you needed your naps."
I was what people have termed "sickly". I constantly had viruses that would knock me out with high fevers and all that goes with being ill.
After first grade, I stopped napping. Then I went to the extreme-once I was up and had my coffee, I didn't stop until I went to sleep. (Yes, since I was allergic to milk my mother did give me a cup of Joe. She figured it was something hot and according to her I needed that) I'm in no way a "morning" person, but I'd be up and got through my list of "to-do's" and then some. Even if I was sick, no nap for me.
Lately, I haven't been sleeping well-no position has been found that is comfortable, no physical therapy exercise that relieves the pain, no orthopedic item that makes it easy to rest and I'm allergic to pain meds to the point where the only one left barely takes the edge off long enough to get into that all mighty REM sleep.
That said-Sam (our daughter-in-law) and I were watching something on television and I fell into a light sleep. Then this morning I was working my NY Times crossword and realized that I was nodding off!
I don't like to give in-but I decided to listen to what my body was coercing me to do. Yes, I went to our bedroom, closed the door and I took a nap.
It wasn't a long one-only a half hour and when I woke up I did feel better, but when you've only slept about 6 hours in 2 days it isn't near what a body needs.
The good part about that nap was that even at 54 I learned that just saying you listen to your body and give it what it needs is totally different than actually doing it.
Our son Adam loves his naps. Steve will put on some awful movie and then go to sleep. Sarah is like me-runs herself into the ground and then hopes she gets some rest. Sam just says "Good night" and goes to sleep.
The animals are great about getting naps-the cats are always finding somewhere to plop down and sleep until they hear the dinner bell or the call that it's snack time. Billy loves his naps-he can sleep on our den sofa for hours and then as soon as he hears Sam say "Let's go to bed." It's a race to the bedroom and he's out for the night.
Before I close-here's a cute little animal story: Lily decided that after watching both Toby and Pepper climb in and out of the domed litter box that if it was good for them, why not her?!
Sam thought she was doing something gross in the laundry room and went to stop the dirty deed and started laughing when she saw her girl in the box with her nose sticking out.
I'm all for litter box training dogs-especially if you live in what good be very uncomfortable weather to send them out in and then clean up after them. I'm thinking snow and deadly heat.
And now, it felt so good to just lie down and actually sleep I've decided to go try it again, right now. Talk to you all next week.