Sweet #7 has learned to flip onto her back. The only problem with that is that she hates being on her back. I put her down for her nap all snuggled in with her binky and her blanket and start took sneak out of the room when ......wail!!!!!!!!!! She's on her back again.
I've lost count of the number of times I've tried to discuss this with her (usually around 3 AM-ish) "Sweet girl, you hate to be on your back, so why do you keep flipping over?" She looks up at me and smiles and waits to be rescued from the hell that is her bed when she's on her back.
It makes me wonder how many times God has looked down at me, shaken his head, and said "Sweet girl, how many times are you going to do this before you realize that you hate where it gets you? Why not just stop already?" as I wait patiently for Him to bail me out of whatever bad situation is of my own creating.
I think the Chub-O-Love and I need to smarten up. If we hate the predicaments our behavior leads us to, how 'bout we just stop doing it? It's so easy to say.......just ask the baby who just flipped over again.