It's official.... we are done swaddling. Mark put Beckett to bed tonight while I was at board meeting. While swaddled, Beckett managed to roll over. His binky was trapped and stabbing him in the eye, apparently he didn't seem to mind though. Luckily Mark checked on him and quickly turned him over, but I will not sleep a wink tonight knowing that he might roll! The problem is that if I don't swaddle him, I will not sleep a wink because he will wake up so much! The time has come to just go cold turkey and be done with it. If I look rather zombieish the next week or so, you will know why.