Just wanted to remember for myself a funny thing that happened when Lilli was only a week old or so. I was still trying to get her to sleep in the bassinet sometimes, (which I have since largely given up) but also had her sleeping with us too. I woke up in the middle of the night, and saw through my foggy vision that Lillian was sleeping soundly. Then my eyes cleared a bit and I realized that what I had thought was the baby was actually part of the blanket. I woke Bob up screaming, "Where's the baby???" and was frantically searching for her under the covers when a terrified Bob finally figured out that she was in the bassinet. See. . .look what sleep deprivation psychosis can do to you.