Juniper is a snuggler. She likes to sleep squooshed up against a person. She wriggles into me at every napping opportunity. Otherwise, she will settle for a blanket. You'll notice in this picture she is wrapped up in no less than three different suffocation hazards - playmat, large Winnie-the-Pooh blanket, and tiny much-loved blankie (from Ciuccio). If she had her way, she would have a fourth blanket or stuffed animal (or person) pressed up against her face blocking any and all oxygen passages. And because I was a good pregnant mama who went to all the classes and read all the books and talked to all the doctors, I have been inundated with information about SIDS and accidental suffocations and all of those too-terrible-to-think-about things that we like to tell paranoid new parents. So Juni only gets to sleep like this while closely supervised. Otherwise, she faces a barren, yet highly safe, crib environment completely lacking in any snuggle devices.
To compensate for such deprivation, she usually sleeps with her arm pressed against her face in a sad attempt to replicate a true snuggle. If you watch her while she sleeps, you will notice her slowly inching towards one side or the other, searching out a snuggle with her face. Now that she is thoroughly adept at rolling over from her back to her tummy, this subconscious, nocturnal snuggle search sometimes results in her rolling onto her tummy while still asleep. Unfortunately, she is not at all adept at rolling from her tummy to her back, so now she is stuck in this position, awake, confused, and with no snuggles in sight. Sad little whimpers ensue. It's a tough life.