“Napping is too luxurious, too sybaritic, too unproductive, and it’s free; pleasures for which we don’t pay make us anxious”
--Barbara Holland, Endangered Pleasures: In Defense of Naps, Bacon, Martinis, Profanity and Other Indulgences
Americans are afraid of naps. I for one, am proof of that. I am always exhausted, and I wear it as a badge of honor, like an idiot happily wearing a paper cone on her head.
Why do we fight the urge to nap? As a mother, I live for naps. The kid’s naps, I mean. I know that they are happier kids every time they nap. They are able to focus, smile more, and are an all-around pleasure to be around. When they skip a nap, or when they fight sleep, they are nothing short of a hysterical mess. And you know what? The same applies to adults.
Including me. *gulp*
So I will try to nap more. Maybe I will be more fun to be around. Maybe I will regain my pre-motherhood brain? Who knows! That would certainly be a bonus! At least I will lose the dark circles under my eyes. Think of the amount of money I'll save on concealer alone.