Everyone tells you that it all just keeps getting better and better. I guess they know what they are talking about:) At 4 months, Andrew starting rolling over. It was fascinating to watch this process. He'd get half way over with relative ease, and then get stuck on his poor little right arm long enough to turn the whole thing purple. As a first time Mom, it was hard not to run to the rescue and push him onto his stomach, but then how would he learn to achieve his objective on his own? Once he mastered the technique, tummy time was all he wanted. He discovered that he could soak up more of the world from his belly than on his back where straight up was his only view.
Bluey, as we still affectionately refer to him, found his favorite sleeping position on his tummy. From the time he could consistently roll over, he has found comfort in sleeping on his tummy. We put him on his back and he giggles and smiles, having finally learned that bedtime is the greatest part of the day!. He puts "Skip It" in his left hand, rolls right, stuffs that right thumb in the mouth, and makes the funniest little contented noises while he begins his journey. The journey remains a bit of mystery to Mom and Dad. Within a few minutes, this child---who is not quite crawling---intentionally gets himself from the middle of the crib to the top, back corner. Every night, without fail, he manages to wiggle himself into that same corner. He presses his head so tightly into the corner that the Pooh bumper is finally worth the purchase for more than aesthetics. Once comfortably smashed into the corner, he raises his little bum into the air, crosses his ankles, and slides his hands underneath his hips. There is not a thing about the position that looks comfortable, but it works for him, so Lord knows it works for us!
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