After receiving some more valuable advice in an email from a family friend, I decided to try some new things in order to get a few moments of peace today. So, Robby is currently swinging swaddled (try saying that five times fast) with one of my t-shirts next to him and is happy as can be (as you can see in the photo). I thought he was too old/big to be swaddled anymore, but I guess I was wrong. We stopped doing it after he was a couple weeks old. Was I trying to make him grow up too fast already? I wonder if I'll ever figure him out or if that's just part of parenthood - stumbling around in the dark and stubbing your toes a bunch of times. Sounds a lot like life in general.
On a side note, here are some photos of Matt when he was little. A HUGE thanks to the in-laws for collecting these for me! He still has that contagious, "I'm up to no good" smile. What a cutie!