Baby Gabe

Baby Gabe was not a fan of swaddling.  We would put him in his crib, and within five minutes, he would either wriggle out or start crying to be let out. So we gave up.  He slept with his arms free to flail away whenever the moment struck him.  Speaking of striking, sometimes he would punch himself in the face and wake up crying, we presume, because someone just punched him in the face.

A week ago, we revisited the whole swaddling business.  We put him in a thin onesie and slid him comfortably in his BabyBonkie courtesy of his Uncle Jeff and Auntie Sarah (http://www.babybonkie.com/home.aspx – note: turn off your speakers before you go to the site to avoid a hideous song that sounds like it was recorded by a barefoot, long-haired hippie with a goatee wearing a tye-dyed “Peace” shirt and a bandana).   He’s been sleeping like a baby ever since.  He wakes only once during the night for feeding and changing.  No more smacking himself awake.  We figure we now get between 6-8 hours of non-continuous (but still restful) sleep a night now.

Gabe’s Uncle Jeff (a-goo in Taiwanese) and Auntie Sarah came to visit and got plenty of practice handling a tiny babe.  Some of Uncle Jeff’s photos are posted here: http://picasaweb.google.com/linjeffmn