I had to start going back to work, and this wasn't as hard for me as many describe. I'm not sure if it was because I only left for 5 hours and then had off the next day, or what. But it felt good to get into the swing of things, and get out of the house. That feeling lasted for about a week, and now everyday I dread going in. I just want to stay home with my Roo, and Little. I don't want to miss a second of his life.
At 3 months we also hit another milestone. Roo was sleeping through the night. Ever since we brought him home he had slept in our room, in his pack & play bassinet right next to our bed. I could hear him breathing and every little sound he would make. And that made me happy. When I had him I told myself that when he slept through the night there was no reason for him to sleep in our room anymore. So this is when I am supposed to put him in his room... I came up with every excuse why this wasn't a good idea, and tried to tell myself it wasn't time. But, it was time, so B and I put Roo down in his own room. That night I barely slept, my eyes were glued to our video monitor, and I watched every move. I would focus in on his chest to make sure it was moving at a regular pace. I would make sure he didn't put the blankets in his face, and didn't get his limbs caught in the crib. It was quite the night, well the week for that matter. I hardly slept the first week, but he slept fine. He no longer wanted to be swaddled and he would move all around in his crib, he felt free, he was comfortable, he was no longer my little, tiny baby.
xox-J.
xox-J.
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