A room of my own?

Don't hate me for this statement, but both of my kids were great sleepers as babies. We hit the 8 week mark and bam, sleeping through the night. Yes, I know that I am very lucky.

When they were both newborns (and my youngest still fits into this category), they slept in a bassinet about 2 feet from my bed. It was the perfect distance for a new mother to wake up in the middle of the night and without even taking my head off the pillow, see them sleeping soundly and hear their sweet breathing pattern. As all moms know, having your babies sleep in the same room with you is extremely convenient for middle of the night feedings. But when those stop, the little ones are fine to be in their own room in their own crib. And yes, my pediatrician had to tell me that with my first child. I really thought that the baby needed to be in the room with us, not the other way around. I did not realize the need for your baby to share a room with you was for ME and not THEM.

With my daughter, I was very worried about having a routine established before my maternity leave was up at 12 weeks. So as soon as she slept through the night, we moved her into her room - down the hall. If there was going to be an adjustment, I wanted it to happen and be done with before I went back to work. So she slept through the night at 8 weeks and at 9 weeks she was in her room with her crib. No problem at all.

But this time with my son it is so much harder. He is just 3 months/twelve weeks and has been sleeping through the night for a few weeks now. But, I can't bring myself to put him in his own crib. I am trying to savor each and every baby moment with my son, because he is my last baby - we are stopping with 2 kids. So while I am happy he sleeps through the night, I am not ready for the milestone of moving out of our room. Can't he be my little snuggly newborn for a bit longer. I am not ready for his first step of independence, albeit a very small one. I mean I have done this before, my daughter was moved into the very same room, but it is so much harder this time.

Every night I tell myself that THIS night is the one he will move in there. I get the crib all set up. Night light plugged in. Humidifier gently on. But that moment hits and he is all asleep in my arms and I put him in the bassinet next to me. I just don't have the willpower to do it. So hopefully, tonight will be the night that I do it...hopefully.