RIP, swaddle

Slowly we've been crossing off Peter's use of Dr. Harvey Karp's 5 S's.

Tonight, it was the swaddle.

This one was out of necessity rather than need, though: Mr. Big Boy is just a little too strong for his swaddlers, and for the past three nights has completely broken free within an hour of being put to bed.

We'll see how it works. Early results suggest it's no worse than the past few broken-free-from-swaddling nights.

Really, the kid just needs to find a finger or a thumb and he'll be set. It's amazingly how much he enjoys sucking.

Anyway, the only reason I feel remotely comfortable doing this is because Kevin comes home tonight! Single parenthood is over...for a week, at least.