Last night, K was the grumpiest she has ever been before going to bed. She was red faced, screaming at the top of her lungs and the only thing I could think to do was to follow the S's of a happy baby.
First I swaddled her nice and tight so her limbs weren't flailing all over. Next I turned her to her side in my arms and repeated "shh" into her ears. Then I swayed back and forth with a slight bounce to grab her attention. When those 4 things were done, I was able to put her pacifier in her mouth so she could suck.
About 5 minutes later, K was out cold. I put her in her crib and she didn't wake us up for 6 1/2 hours straight.
So thank you to my sister-in-law, H, for letting me read your books. Without them, last night could have been pretty bad.