Papa has been traveling a lot these last few months, and this weekend, after an entire week away, he was home and eager to spend time with me and the baby. By Sunday, I found I needed a little down time, so I was looking forward to a little gardening and sun while the baby napped in the afternoon. Papa kept trying to change our plan, always suggesting some activity that involved waking the baby up - going for a walk together, running errands together, etc. We bickered about it, and I thought more about the meaning of naptime while I was deadheading the roses and Papa was off doing errands.
When he came back, what I explained to him was this: he has a job which is basically Monday-Friday. On the weekends, he could catch up on work if he was behind, but typically it was his time to plan as he wished. This is why he gets annoyed at me for nagging him to mow the lawn on the weekends.
My job taking care of Mini-Me is 24/7, and my "weekends" are scattered about in 1-3 hour chunks while she naps. This is why I was so opposed to waking her up to run errands - not only was I doing housework during her naptime (ie working on the weekend) but I would be giving up the day's last chunk of time where I could decide for myself how I wanted to spend it.
Papa seemed nonplussed when I explained this to him, as if it wasn't new information for him, but it was a good metaphor for me to consider, and made me feel less guilty about goofing off playing computer games during naptime instead of folding laundry.
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