Last night, my youngest was not a happy boy. Lots of fussing and he just wouldn't settle down. You would think that would be a bad thing, but in this case it was nice. It meant that I could spend some time with my full attention on him. With 3 kids, I'm more likely to get him asleep and then immediately put him down, so I can deal with something else. But last night, I HAD to hold him in order to keep him asleep. It was nice to feel so close to him.