I remember when my toddler was little, and I started sneaking into the living room just to close my eyes for twenty minutes while the house was quiet. It felt like a secret rebellion against the endless demands of the day. But then the guilt would creep in. Will this ruin my sleep tonight? Am I becoming dependent on this crutch? If that sounds familiar, you’re not alone. I’ve sat with so many readers who feel torn between the desperate need to rest and the fear that a nap might sabotage their nighttime recovery. Honestly, that tension breaks my heart a little. Rest is such a fundamental human need, yet…