Well, Ian slept in a crib last night. The first time he's been out of a bassinet, and he did pretty well (still sleeping now, actually). It took him a while to fall asleep in it originally--we didn't get to sleep until about 12:30. He would sleep then wake up and cry, I think because he was scared. When he finally went to sleep, he woke up at 2:30 to eat, right around his normal time (he generally wakes right around 3 every night). Then he went back to sleep until 6:30, an unusually long second stretch, took until 7:20 to go back to sleep, and is still asleep now (it's just after 10--a really unusually long third stretch). So I think the crib is a success.
This is where I get silly. the bassinet was right next to my bed. If he needed anything, I was right there right away. If he cried, I could put my hand in and it would calm him down. The crib is a few feet away--it's harder for me to do anything to comfort him, yet he really didn't need the comfort as much as usual. It's sad--it's like he doesn't need me as much anymore. I know it's ridiculous--he's 2 1/2 months old, he needs me plenty, but the crib is like his first little bit of independence. I'm already dreading having him in his own room when we move back to Vegas because he'll really be on his own then. Plus, with the bassinet right next to my bed, I could easily hear him breathing. Now I can't hear him because the crib is so far. I had to get up each time I was freaked out (anyone who's not a mommy yet should know--it's A LOT). Of course he's fine, it's just scary. I know it's just a crib, but for whatever reason, it means so much more. It means my little man is growing up and it's just the first of many changes that are going to signify his not needing Mommy so much, and Mommy just doesn't feel ready yet for him to not need her yet.
He did do really well though, and I did get a little sleep (I'm mostly exhausted from getting up all the time to check him, it's nothing he did), so I should just be proud of him.
Well, he just woke up and is ready to be fed, so I need to get to him.
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