Yesterday morning, when Daniel woke himself up at 5:30am fighting to get out of his swaddle, I decided it’s really time to bite the bullet. This is where we were, two months ago, when I learned the uber-swaddle. As nighttime wore on and his blanket inevitably loosened, he’d start wriggling around, waking himself up as he tried to free an arm or two. I learned about the baby straightjacket swaddle and it bought me two more months, but now it’s really time to be done. They’re too big (well, Daniel is, but Rebecca should be done, too).
So I decided to take the advice of the nice folks who commented after my attempts at going cold-turkey went so badly. I was skeptical about the one-arm-free method, as I feared it would only make Daniel more frustrated that he couldn’t have the other one. But it was totally worth a try, and I committed to trying all naps yesterday with a free arm. If it was a nightmare, we could revert back for bedtime. Anything other than a train wreck would be considered a success.
I’m happy to report that it actually went pretty well! Naps were, if not stellar, no worse than they’ve been recently. Bedtime was not bad at all. Daniel took a little extra time to fall asleep, but was calm and took his pacifier (another issue we’ve had recently). Rebecca woke up a few extra times overnight, but was easily calmed with a pacifier and a finger for that wild hand to grab. Daniel only woke up once, even! At 2:30am, after being put down at 7pm! Not too shabby. Today’s naps are kind of crappy, but that has more to do with the fact that we were out of the house and it threw things off (totally worth it to socialize!). And, more to the point, the free arm does not seem to be getting in the way of sleep much, except for when Rebecca accidentally yanks out her own pacifier.
Could the end of the swaddle truly be within reach? Could my children finally learn to just go to sleep? Tune in next time for more tales of the blanket…














