I am enjoying this babyhood Jesse is so insistent on growing out of. What’s funny about it is that those things I’m loving are the same things that are making me sad. Like when he figured out how to army crawl his way across the floor. Totally bitter-sweet.
And there he goes…
Jesse is now an 8 month old. He’s growing big and his co-sleeper is becoming more of a liability now that he’s sitting up and such. We made the decision to transfer him to his crib a few nights ago. He protested our decision but as soon as he fell asleep he stayed asleep for 11 hours the first night. Even though he was just in the next room, I missed him.
Moving him to a crib just seems so final. Like I’m giving him permission to grow up. I feel like I’m letting go of something special. My head tells me to stop being so silly. It reminds me that I’ll love the next stage of his life just as much. And I know I will because Jesse is the youngest of 7. I’ve been here before.
It’s just that my heart wants to stop time right now. Because Jesse is my right now baby. And right now I want him to stay just the way he is.
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