I'm approximately 14 inches away. She's coddled, at 5 months old, but hopefully not quite spoiled.
She has actually fallen asleep when I've done this, at least once, but I'm not holding my breath. She will fall asleep or she will start crying and the catharsis will help her go right out when I pick her up.
Could someone tell me why my generation (at least) has a universal thought on what a pterodactyl sounds like?
I'm avoiding a trip to the grocery store right now, and while doing so I have gotten so much done. Clean kitchen, various errand-y phone calls made, and so forth.
Partially, we are avoiding because I don't feel like going and partially because I feel like I need to keep my baby out of public until this measles thing blows over.
She went tears. Two minutes of mom cuddles and she's out. We don't cry ourselves to sleep, but we might cry on the way to sleep.