Tadej turned seven months a week ago from today. He is so much fun. He is pulling himself up wherever he can. He is crawling all over the place. He is giggling up a storm at the pups, at us, at the breeze, at his toys. He is trying to vocalize more and loves when we dance around him. He is a blast.

And he is teething this week which is hard but we can join as mama forces to support him…which we do really well together.

BUT when he is cranky and sleepy, there is nothing like a nap time during the day. This mama knows that he will wake up happy as a clam if I can get him down in his bed for a little while.

And when he sleepily nestles into his bed and falls asleep there is nothing like the joy of the moment after I realize he is asleep. I have time! I have 45 mins or an hour and a half of time….depending on when in the day the nap happens. I rejoice! The world is my oyster in my house!

But then the paralysis sets in….what will I do? I have so many options and if I can only do one or two…the rest go undone….it is a freeze moment.

Our house needs cleaning!
The boxes need to be unpacked!

I want to workout!

I would like to blog!

I have loads of work that I need to do!

And the worst part about the morning nap is that’s when my most productive hours are. I have energy. I have creativity. And yet, there is only so much time. I spend much of my life these days feeling as though most things do not get done and when he is awake I want to savor that time with him. Plus he is at an age where he demands some more attention. He isn’t quite mobile to follow me around. He can only entertain himself for so long and his needs are reliant on us right now.

And then about half way through the nap, I miss him! Tadej is so much fun that we miss when he isn’t with us, including in naptime.

So here we are, at the beginning of the morning nap thinking about all the things I could do with this time. Dear reader, today the blog wins first and a workout is probs to follow so I can shower and all in record time before I hear the first cries.

What would you do with this time?