Apparently all it took for me to get my napping baby back (I seriously almost typed “nappy baby” as in that whole Don Imus debacle…) was to throw out to the universe that said naps had disappeared and that a reward was being offered for their safe return. The reward, of course, is my sanity, and cleanliness, and non-starving belly. Thank you, universe, for returning Joshua’s naps safely and in a timely fashion.
Even though the naps he’s taken today have not been exceptionally lengthy, he has taken them. For that, I am grateful.