Rebecca, unfortunately, seems to be pathologically incapable of sleeping on her back. No matter how many times I read the SIDS studies to her, it just doesn’t seem to sink in. So, to keep the family peace, we let her sleep on her tummy.
However, sometimes she’s not quite content to just peacefully slip into dreamland. Instead, she squirms into a bit of a frenzy—especially when, as has happened a lot more frequently lately, her squirming rolls her onto her side or, heaven forbid, onto her back.
This is her cue to scream bloody murder.
Finally I realized what the problem is. My sweet little girl rolls onto her back and gets upset because she can’t get back to her comfortable sleep position.
She is, in fact, a turtle.
2 replies on “My sweet little turtle”
The cutest turtle I know, for sure!
Hahahaha! Oh, poor little turtle. I hope she figures out how to roll off that shell and get comfortable again soon.