Changing Times
So I found myself pausing for a moment last night and marveling at how far we (all three of us) have come in the last year. The cause for thinking back came from taking down and removing the small crib we’ve had attached to the side of the bed. As many of you know Nathan’s slept next to our bed for some time in an extension of sorts, co-sleeper is the correct term. It was the easiest solution given the times Nathan needed attention during the night off and on.
Within the last few weeks we finally made the transition to move Nathan into his own bed/crib in the room across the hall given he was mostly sleeping through the night (he would maybe wake up once and need a binky inserted to calm him down). We made the transition over a weekend some time ago, so far its been working well. At the most these days he’ll wake up a couple times throughout the night (Angie can correct me), and one of us’ll need to go over and spend a minute or two calming him down. There’ve been several days where Nate manages to either sleep entirely through the night or calm himself down after a few minutes. The end result has been us deciding to take down the crib in our room.
And to be honest….I’m not happy about it at all.
I miss seeing the little bugger there next to me, and it makes me downright sad to take that crib apart. I know it can’t happen forever, but he is almost a year old and I just can’t believe it.