EC decided last night that it was time to get rolling. She was lying on her back on the bed, and just all of a sudden threw her legs off to the side and got her knees on the bed. Her bottom arm was in a good position, and she waved her upper arm as if she was trying to get enough momentum to make it the rest of the way over. And there she stayed, stuck, unable to get the rest of the way over and unwilling to go back to her back to relax. 

I walked around behind her, encouraging her and putting myself into positions that would help her to get over if she looked at me. She was very proud of herself, but after about ten minutes was frustrated and ready to end the trial. So I reached over, took her upper hand and gently pulled her the rest of the way over. With any luck, that will promote the muscle memory needed for her to do it herself next time. 

Naturally, she was on the bed because I was changing her diaper. And naturally, the compulsion to flip came mid-change, before I’d put on a new one. And so my encouragement and help was amply rewarded by an enormous wet spot that leaked through all layers of the bed. 

And so I ended up washing the sheets late into the night, while EC went to bed ready to fight another day.