When Roo was a baby, I swaddled her.
Swaddling allowed me to catch an extra hour of sleep during the night. I loved swaddling because of this. I boasted about it to everyone who would listen. I would tell them you must swaddle!
So I had plans to be a swaddler for Miss Turtle.
She was swaddled at the hospital with no problems, so I thought we were on the right path.
Wrong.
Every time I try to swaddle the little nugget, she fusses.
Oh, boy... does she fuss!
She hates having her legs straight and her arms pinned down. She hates it! Hates it! Hates it!
She wiggles and squirms until her arms are out and her legs are all scrunched up and she's mad...
Mad. Mad. Mad.
And I miss it... my sleep, that is.
If anyone has any suggestions, please, drop me a line.
I would love to add an hour to our sleeping routine at night.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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Sorry Logan and I have no suggestions. Even in the hospital he hated it. He actually slept better unswaddled. Actually come to think about it, they all actually slept better unswaddled. We call Logan a goal post for the way he sleeps with his arms up like a football goal post.
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