Anna is still swaddled when she sleeps. I don’t know if she likes it or not, but she needs it. If she’s not, her arms flail about wildly and she wakes herself (and us) up.

It’s funny when she starts to wake up and is a little agitated at finding herself bound up like that. She looks like a little mermaid out of water, flopping around in her crib. (Don’t worry, we free her. After we laugh.)

And then there’s the big stretch when she wakes up. Boy, she gives it all she’s got. I can’t seem to get a picture that does it justice, though.

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