This is a sad day at the Ferris house. I have officially called the end of a glorious era known as: Daily Nap Time for All Ferris Children. It began almost four and a half years ago when we welcomed little Levi into our lives. It would possibly still be going strong if the second Ferris child hadn't killed it so unexpectedly. She is wired in such a way that daily naps do more harm than good at her age.
Levi would probably still take naps at least a few times a week if he didn't KNOW that Rachel was not napping. Thus, no daily napping for him either. We are lucky to get 1 or 2 naps a week.
I am dealing with this new dynamic better than expected. Lauren is still taking 3 naps a day, and with Levi and Rachel playing well together I get some "me" time. I have come to hold some form of ME time each day as a huge contributor to my happiness. It is not selfish and it is not a luxury. It is imperative to my mental health!
