I started this post a couple hours ago and got distracted. It was going to be a smart, witty post about how we made the plunge early and moved Audrey into her own room tonight. I had a funny anecdote about how easy it was to get her to go down and how bittersweet it was to close the door knowing that she was going to spend the entire night in there all. by. herself. I was going to talk about how much I was looking forward to our middle-of-the-night feeding(s) because it would be like a sweet, quiet reunion between me and my S.B.G. and how great it was going to be to go in there in the morning and get the HUGEST smile from her ever.
And then she started crying.
It's nothing out of the ordinary...just her regularly scheduled night feeding, but for some reason the fact that I had to trek across the house to tend to her made me really sad. I know she NEEDS to be in her own space. I know Miller & I NEED to have our room back. But I haven't even gone into my bedroom this evening because I don't want to look at the vast emptiness where her furniture used to be. I've gone about my evening like I have every other night, but I *miss* her. I keep staring at her sleeping little body on the tiny, tiny monitor screen (why the hell didn't I splurge on the one with the bigger screen?!?!) lamenting about how far away she is.
I wouldn't be surprised if I don't end up sleeping on the floor of her room tonight. Not because she needs it, but because I do. Le sigh. I'm so pathetic.
We can't have a post without a picture and I have been getting so many comments about how "civilized" her hair has become lately, so I give you the return of the crazy hair:
Audrey is 5 months & 2 weeks old
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Oh how I DON'T miss those days. Claire is NOW a terrific sleeper, but it took A LOT to get her to that place.
There are a lot of capalitized letters in that last paragraph. Sorry!
I'm telling you, that kid's hair are what dreams are made of. My dreams. Dreams of bows and pigtails and headbands. *sigh* I'm very jealous.
Hang in there! It's really hard at first but gets easier every day. I still watch him through the monitor every night and he's been sleeping in his room for about 4 months.
1) her hair is the best!
2) I moved H upstairs on a night Olof was out of town so I could sleep on the floor if I wanted to. He actually went to sleep and that was that.
It's hard a first, but it does get easier and they (usually) start to sleep better. No parent noises to wake them!
Okay, dont feel bad. I did the EXACT same thing! We tried to put baby J in his crib, in his room which is just on the other side of the hall from our room and it lasted only 1 night! I couldnt take it! I'm a sucker I know, and DH wont admit it, but he is too. We had that baby boy back in his PNP in our room the next night! :( We'll have to try again some day I know, but I just can't bring myself to do it again just quite yet!
P.S. sorry for the long comment, I just feel your pain. I actually plugged in the video monitor to the TV to have baby J on the big screen. I tell ya, I"m a sucker! Hang in there and good luck!
I love the return of crazy hair. Please don't leave us, crazy hair. I miss you too much.
Also, you crazy. Put that baby in her bed and have your reunion in the morning. What's that saying? Something about fondness and distance and stuff? You know the one. She's cool. Trust me. And she'll give you that huge smile in the morning and it'll be twice as awesome. Coops gives me those smiles in the mornings and I get all melty inside. Good times.
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