The time has come my dear bloggy friends. My baby boy is turning 3 months tommorrow, and he has officially moved to his OWN room. Into his own big crib bed, with his own room sounds, and his very first night of sleeping with no one else around. He and I both actually handled the transition better than I thought we would. I thought I would be up and down all night, running back and forth replacing his binky and staring at the monitor. However, we bathed my little man, lotioned and dressed him, and I rocked and fed him while Hubby set up his monitor. Hubby then held him until time for him to go to sleep, we laid him in his crib, turned out the lights, turned on the monitor, and shut the door. I had to go back in one time to replace binky (he has to have it to fall asleep, but after he is asleep it can fall out). Hubby and I then ventured into our room, with no baby, turned on the monitor and fell asleep. Caleb did not wake up until 10 am this morning. However, around 7 am we had a scare. We have a movement monitor to monitor breathing. If there is no movement for 10-20 seconds an alarm goes off. Hubby and I were not sure what sensitivity to put the monitor at with the big crib matress, and therefore around 7 am the ALARM WENT OFF. I jumped out of bed and sprinted to the nursery only to find Caleb lying there breathing and sleeping. We adjusted the sensitivity, and hubby laughed about how he had never seen me run that fast :). Caleb did so well in his big boy bed, and I am so proud of him for being such an independent little man.
Nick rocking Caleb before bed
In his crib. He likes to be against the side of the bed when he sleeps.
Daddy proud of his little man for being so independent. Me happy for my little man but sad that his is growing up.
The other morning I walked in and found this. So sweet.