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Sleepy times and big boy beds

Henry is asleep on the sofa next to me. I’m on my new kindle fire, and loving it. It’s a lot easier to whip out when the babe is napping, and doesn’t take as long to load as my ancient laptop.

We’ve recently moved Henry out of his cot and into his big boy bed, so now he’s started napping on the sofa to make his new bed just for night times. It’s a fire engine, and its only about the height of his little cotbed mattress. For the last three nights he’s been in it, he’s been really good. He goes to sleep about half seven and doesn’t wake up until around six in the morning. The first morning he didn’t realise he could climb out of it so just sat in bed waiting for us to come and get him.

He looks so little but so grown up, and things are changing fast. He now insists that he walks along the pavement instead  of being carried anywhere. It just means that we have to be extra organised and leave a good twenty minutes earlier to factor in time for little steps. He does so well though, and I’m so proud of him. He wants to learn and he wants to be able to do these things. I can see him getting very frustrated when he sees us or other children doing things he can’t yet. But that’s good, because I see ambition in him and he’s going to be a clever boy.

It helps when he’s being stubborn or defiant to get him to feel like a big boy. Hence the fire engine bed. We’re seeing a lot of difference in him of late. It all goes so fast, and we’re not pushing to grow up, and were not stopping him from progressing either. It all happens in a blink of an eye.

I must remember to record these little things. His baby book is looking very healthy, but I’ve still got a lot of photos to organise. He doesn’t even look like the little boy I gave birth to. He’s comfortably in 12-18 months clothes now, which is strange when I come across newborn clothes that used to swamp him.

My boy, he’s a little wonder.

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Big Boy in His Own Room

We’ve done it. We’ve built up enough courage to move Henry’s cotbed into his own room. To be fair, it looks pretty nice in there, and I wouldn’t mind it if I was put in there to sleep. But we shall see how it goes.

I’m hoping that, as he has been waking during the night for comfort not for food (although the two are more intertwined than you would believe), he may just start to sleep through.

He won’t have his daddy’s snoring to wake him up either. Recommended length of time in mummy and daddy’s bedroom is six months. He’s about five months and three weeks so it’s near enough for us. I am going to work tomorrow for the first time in over six months too. I am looking forward to it, but I don’t want to leave Henry. I’ve said it before, but I really think someone should invent a cloning machine for a person in my position. I love working, and I love my current job. I also love spending time with my son. I’m not crazy about housework but I love having the spare time to do what needs to be done. It really is a balancing act. If you’ve figured it out then I’d love to hear from you.

But as I start to check on him less and less in his new room (I’ve had to resist the urge to go and put my hand infront of his little face to feel his breath) I think we will all get a better night’s sleep. But again, we have to wait and see if it has the desired effect. I’m hoping we don’t wake him up as much as his room is right at the end of the corridor, instead of next to the living room where we stay up after he’s gone to sleep. He should get a good night this way.

Until he starts teething anyway.