New tactics in the war on tiny terror

While we don’t swaddle Maggie any more as she rolls and doesn’t roll back properly, I’ve taken to tucking her in for the past couple of nights. Basically the idea is to keep her arms so they can’t touch her face.

It seems like when she can touch her face I’ll hear a little smack followed by the sounds of a baby waking up after giving herself a good right hook. I’ve actually considered getting her a cone of shame to prevent some of the self-waking flailing.

I’ve kept up the hot water bottle to the right of her. We’ve determined that only a hippo could possibly choke on it. To her left we’ve got a Chica bird that serves to give her something to push her head against.

What’s interesting about the tucking in is she’s falling asleep remarkably quickly. It’s either the fault of the tucking in or it’s just she’s almost eight months old now and is running out of 24-hour steam. I’m thankful whatever the case is.

The only problems I run into are that after a while she’ll kick the covers off of her legs, or wiggle out an arm in her sleep and that arm will start the inevitable countdown to landing on one of Maggie’s eyes and causing her to wake up.

If you were to have told me that nearly eight months in I would have lost so much sleep watching why my baby doesn’t sleep, I’d have thought you were insane. I almost find it odd these days when I’m not awake watching and attempting to figure out why baby doesn’t love sleeping.

What I still have not figured out is how baby can tell when I’m going to bed finally. I’ve verified there are no crashes, bumps, etc audible in her room as I go to bed, but about five minutes afterwards she wakes up and alerts me it’s time to bring her to bed.