Back to two

Weird title for this I know. I wasn't sure how else to put it. We had a momentous change this week, we moved Sofia to her own room. As a happy co-sleeping family I was really unsure about this. I didn't want to have to walk down the hall to another room in the middle of the night, when all I had to do at the time to comfort Sofia was too reach my arm over and touch her back or leg or head. I liked this system and was fine with it. But we have another baby coming and Sofia is a light sleeper. Just one of us rolling over in bed to loudly could wake her up. When the baby comes we will be co-sleeping with baby P and that means lots of hours with the light on at night. Daniele can sleep with the light on but not Sofia, she can't even stand a small night light.

After almost a month of thinking about it and having Daniele gentle suggest that we move her sometime before the baby comes, I finally did it with Sofia's help on Tuesday of this past week. I asked her to "help" me move all her blankets and pillow. Then she "helped" me push her little bed down the hall to her room. After about 30 minutes of playing in the bed and getting used to her new space she took a nice hour long nap there. I'll admit I felt incredibly free. I went into my room and read a book or two or three. I now have my book pile back on night stand. YES!

That night was much harder for me then it was for her. She cried a little bit but only because she had had a full day. I on the other hand cried a lot. I felt such heart ache knowing she wouldn't be right there next to me anymore. It still makes me a little sad. But then Daniele said something that really cheered me up. " Let's go to bed early and read, with the lights on." Something simple, yet what a revelation! We can now read with the lights on in bed. Co-sleeping with Sofia meant that we were exiled from the bedroom more or less until we snuck in quietly to go to sleep.

The next few nights we rough as she woke a lot. She fell back asleep easily but my sleep was quite disturbed. Last night however she slept from 8-6. I woke up at 6am thinking, "Oh god, she's dead." Then twenty minutes later I head from monitor, "Mama, mama." So sweet.

She now has 6 1/2 months to get used to being in there and thinking of it as her own. I don't think she have a problem with it. She's never even asked to come back into our bed after moving to her own bed. She's so independent it's outrageous!