Catching some zzzz's.

Should I feel bad that I don't feel bad that I let Owen sleep a lot yesterday? And I mean, A LOT.

To start, he woke up around the usual time (9 ish, don't hate). He will hang out and play in his crib until my tired ass gets out of bed. But yesterday he got quiet soon after. So I got out of bed around 9:45, and he was totally out. So I let the dogs out, made coffee, checked my facebook, watered the flowers.... and so on. He did not wake up until 12. Noon. Holy shit.

So he got up, and we did our thing. Around 5:30, we went to the park with Amber, Suk, and Evan, and played and played. He was just about to fall asleep when we got there, so I thought he might take a little nap when we got home. He fell asleep around 7:30. I put a meatloaf in the oven (don't get too shocked; it was pre-made from Costco), thinking it would be done by the time Owen woke up.

Except that he didn't wake up until 9:30.... this morning.

I shit you not.

Can I just tell you? It was like having a whole night to myself. I got to watch TV, take a nap (God, I miss naps), read my homework. It was awesome.

I really don't feel bad about it. I feel like, if he slept that long, then he needed it. Right?