No, I’m not pregnant.
When Monkey was about four months old, she and I were hanging at home. I decided it was time for me to get a quick shower. I put her someplace safe, where she wouldn’t roll over and fall off anything, with some hanging-above-her toys to keep her attention for a few minutes. When I got out of the shower, she had fallen asleep. All on her own. It was a good sign of things to come.
The other night, I put Bun in her bouncey chair as the rest of us had some dinner. She dozed off. I thought, “Yes! We did it again!” She didn’t sleep a real long time, but the fact is she did drift to sleep on her own. Something she is doing now. It’s good. I am hoping that we can get her into a crib on her own by the end of this month. For now, she sleeps with DearDR and me.
I didn’t like sleeping with Monkey. I was too worried about smothering her, and she was extremely noisy as an infant. I didn’t sleep well with her in bed with us, and she went (smoothly) into a crib by two months. I didn’t expect to try to co-sleep with Bun, but she was so tiny, and our house seemed so cold. It just seemed the best way to keep her warm. And it has worked out. But she is still going into a crib soon, because I don’t want to end up here. Although I think it will be hard. She is so sweet. Not that Monkey wasn’t. I guess I feel differently for some reason.
Hmmm. I just tried to post some pictures, and it didn’t work. Let me see if I can work this out. Because I have some damn cute kids.