Guilty Pleasures

I am a stay-at-home-mom.  That statement still doesn't hit me quite like I always thought it would.  I always imagined feeling like a mom, but the truth is, I just feel like my old self and get to hang out with my adorable daughter all day.  Granted, that puts me in charge of most household stuff (the less fun part) which sometimes gets done, and sometimes doesn't. I don't feel guilty about not always being caught up, but one things I do feel guilty about is napping.

Napping. is. awesome. That is all.  I almost never do it, because I'm not capable of a power nap.  So yesterday, after an abnormally long night with Amelia, I did it.  Amelia and I took a quick nap that lasted 2 hours! The only thing that made it better than just a few extra ZZzz's was having that warm little furnace of a girl next to me.  No, I'm not proud. Yes, it felt amazing.  No, I didn't really get a whole lot done because I felt "nappy" (as in tired) the rest of the day.  But sometimes, you have to take part in the guilty pleasures in life.  After all, sometimes one day's "nappiness" turns into the next day's motivation, right?
 

Who wouldn't want to curl up next to this little snuggle bunny?!