Yesterday was Wednesday, which is my favorite day of the week. This is the day my son and I travel to a parent-child program, where he gets to play with other kids, make crafts, and cook snacks. I really like this program – the other parents are really nice and my son really enjoys it. The only bad thing is that it is about an hour away.
My son always falls asleep on the ride home. This used to be an issue; after arriving home, I would try to gingerly get him into his bedroom to continue napping, which almost never worked. This resulted in a cranky kid for the rest of the afternoon.
I altered the plan slightly about a month ago. Now, when we get home, I recline with him on the couch and he takes a nap in my arms. Sometimes I fall asleep too, and other times I just watch him sleep. He’s growing up so fast; taking this time to relax with him gives me a moment to reflect on how great of a kid he is, and how special he is to us. During this time, he is also my little boy again, just napping in his ‘ol ma’s arms.
When he wakes up, he’s back to playing with trains, or building with blocks, or antagonizing the poor dog. For me, there are dishes to be done, bills to be paid, and messes to be cleaned up. But for those couple of hours on Wednesday afternoons, it is just him and I (and the dog curled up at my feet), and I love it.
That’s a fantastic reason to love Wednesdays. As for me, I’ve always loved Tuesdays… not sure why, but they’ve always been great days for me! Thanks for sharing
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Thanks for commenting! Tuesdays for me are just not close enough to Fridays, but they’re better than Monday