22 Weeks Old
There was a lot of singing this morning. Maybe to celebrate our first night sleeping without the swaddle. We transitioned out of our miracle blanket and into a light and airy sleep sack. Just in time for the heat wave. David and I checked on Lyra multiple times last night to see her arms in all sorts of positions around her body. She laid down drowsy with nary a peep and slept for a solid 6 hours. I don’t want to jinx it and sayer think we’ve got this sleep thing figures out, but I hope we do.
That little white tooth is still sitting there under the surface and we haven’t heard much from it lately. Lyra is still casually rolling back and forth and has started wiggling around when she’s on her belly. Maybe she’ll start crawling soon.