Today my Wee Man was not keen on his afternoon nap. Several attempts at laying him down and walking out were met with screaming. So I laid him down and sat on the other bed in his room so he knew I was still there. After about 15 minutes it began to work and his eyes were starting to close.
I was getting a bit impatient by this stage and decided to make my escape from the room without him seeing me. The only way I could do this was to crawl past his cot, below his eye level. So I leaned forward very slowly, wincing at the creaking noise from the bed I was sitting on. Eventually I ended up on my hands a knees and began to slowly crawl towards the door. I was about half way there when it struck me how ridiculous I must have looked.
Seriously. This is how desperate mothers can get for the semi-freedom while their child naps (I call this semi-freedom because real freedom is not spent folding clothes or packing the dishwasher). They are willing to crawl from their child’s room to ensure themselves that moments peace!
Well, I don’t care how I looked crawling from Noah’s room. I got 1 hour of total quiet when I had both children asleep and that is priceless!