Doing it alone 

And there we have it. Tonight is the first night our baby bear will spend alone. We’ve decided to let him have our bedroom, I can’t bear the thought of him downstairs by the back door in darkness. At least I know he’s safe where he is, even if it does mean a long, stumbled walk to him in the middle of the night. 

It’s taken a little while to pluck up the courage to move away from him. 6 months we decided early on, stretched out to 8 and here we are 9 months +2 day. But it feels like the right time, if there is ever a right time. 

It’s now 22:03 and so far, so good. Only one cough heard so far. He normally stirs, if he’s going to, around 2300 and 0400 so there’s plenty time yet for the silence to be broken.  He’s had two good nights, we’ve had a 1900-0600 and 1900-0741 (that’s not a typo, he actually slept till 0741!).  Although, he did have a cry in the night but soon soothed himself back to sleep.  Earlier this week he screamed for some time in the middle of the night, knowing I had to be up a few hours later meant I eventually gave in, gave him cuddles and bought him into bed. When the little darling laughed as I lay him down next to my sleeping husband, I knew it was time to create a little distance at night and let the little bear “go it alone”.  He’s changed so much in the last few weeks and I really feel he gets it now, whatever ‘it’ is – he understands cuddles, distance, closeness.  If I could keep him next to me I would, but the little bear snores louder then his father and wakes when I turn in bed, so for his and our sanity, it’s time! 

So, today, 15-10-17, marks the next step in this crazy journey we’re stumbling through called parenthood.  And hopefully with it comes a little more unbroken sleep! 

Good luck, little bear!