Seven days. No naps or barely there naps. Then on the eighth day, she finally took her morning nap! It was two and a half hours of pure relaxation. I felt such a sense of relief. I was so happy thinking that finally my daughter, Lady Bug, had gotten over the nap strike that had captured my sanity that week. I thought that surely she would turn a corner; then Monday came. It seemed like an ordinary day until the afternoon came and Lady Bug spiked...
