Being swaddle-free means I can now sleep in my preferred position.
The faceplant.
The faceplant.
Sometimes I can even get my feet out of my slumber prison.
Mom was distressed but then thought how nicely my skullet (the bald
patch on the back of my head) will fill in. Her distress is now less.
The only time I assume the American Academy of Pediatrics recommended position?
In Mom and Dad's bed, of course. Ahhhh...


