I finally found one. When we'd brought my son home from the hospital. The first two weeks he was coming off of the cocaine that his bio mom had been using and he would shiver a lot and couldn't get comfortable and so moved around all night, ruining the swaddling. He didn't fuss much, he was such a happy baby from the first day I met him(2 days old). I held him at night on the couch, balanced on my chest because he had an infection in his lungs and couldn't breathe on his back. He would press his little head so tight to my chest, his ear over my heart and be so still. He'd stop shivering and sleep nearly all night. Those were the most peaceful moments I've ever had. The feeling I had then, no matter what was going on it felt so right, just thinking about it brings that comfort back.