Last night I was talking to my mom right before Emma's bedtime. She asked me if we were still swaddling Emma before night time. I said heck, yes. I am not ready to give up on that thing.
After that phone call, I mentioned it to Wes and said that we should probably give up the swaddle, but I just wasn't ready to rip the band-aid off. He whipped out his iPhone and showed me the statistics that most babies are done being swaddled by the age of 2 months.
2 months!!! My daughter is just days away from six months and every night I wrap her in her sleep sack and then swaddle her tight in her blanket (both arms out, of course) and am deathly afraid that if I don't follow this exact routine she wont sleep.
I don't know what made me brave, but we decided to go for it cold turkey. No sleep sack. No swaddle.
We just put her in her footie pajamas, I nursed her and she went to sleep. She tried to fight me a little, but I just held her little feet together while nursing her.
She woke up at 1:30 to feed. Then back to sleep. No swaddle or anything.
I couldn't believe it.
I really do think we hit the baby jackpot.
And what is cuter than waking up to your daughter in footie pajamas??
Absolutely nothing.
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