From what I’ve been hearing from my mom friends, it won’t be long before my 9-year-old is begging for a sleepover party. We’ve managed to successfully avoid this topic, and frankly, I’m just not ready for all the drama that comes along with it. While I don’t miss those long-ago 3 a.m. feedings, I sometimes can’t help long for the sight of that sweet little soul, so peaceful as she lay fast asleep in her crib back in the day. When the weather had turned chilly, Iwrapped her up in her comfy blankie and she was set for the night…until, of course, she kicked off her covers and cried out for someone to come and comfort her. Because I didn’t trust myself to swaddle my [&hellip