I know you're on the edge of your seats waiting to hear how our little nap time experiment went. It went about as well as most flaming disasters go. FLAMING. DISASTER.
Little girl is definitely NOT ready to come out of her swaddle. She is a hazard to her own health with those hands of hers. Her "best" trick is pulling out her paci repeatedly even though she wants it in. She was mighty confused about what the heck I was doing. All in all she had 30 minutes of nap. Not good. Back to the drawing board. Said drawing board=calling my sisters. Kristin reminded me that Wade went through this same escaping phase and she had to start safety-pinning his swaddle. I tried that, and it turns out I'm totally lame with a safety pin. She got out and then I had to undo all the safety pins to re-wrap her.
I decided to take a break over the weekend. Remember, my sleep training strategy includes a hefty dose of "what I can handle". But, I did start wrapping her SUPER tight. It helped. I just thought I was wrapping her tightly before. I also realized in hind sight that she was going through a growth spurt. Or something that required her to eat a lot and frequently. Now that she is done with that madness, there seems to be a lot less wriggling around. Skip to Monday, when my brain was chock full of three year old mania, and I thought, "Back in the swing. Can't deal." Well, little Ms. Abs-of-Steel kept trying to sit up in the swing, in her swaddle!! Really, Jillian Michaels would be proud. Of Emily. Not me. She'd cuss me. I digress. Sitting up in the swing is not conducive to sleep, so little girl earned herself a spot in her bed. And she's been napping there ever since!!!!! Wrapped up tight like a giant burrito.
It's a good step in the right direction, and I think her night time sleep is settling down some, too. Not like, sleeping through the night settled down, but maybe not up and down 100 times. Some days you take what you can get.