My "baby" is not officially a baby anymore. We moved in the big bed this weekend after Aspen had decided that sleeping in the playpen was preferable to sleeping in the crib. The first night was a bit of a fight, but being able to lay on the bed with mom and reading books isn't as bad as she thought it would be. Last night, we didn't even have to fight her at all. The first night I put her in bed, I couldn't bring myself to leave her. I stayed next to her, smelling her hair and listening to her breath. Oh, if only I could bottle this up.Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Graduated
My "baby" is not officially a baby anymore. We moved in the big bed this weekend after Aspen had decided that sleeping in the playpen was preferable to sleeping in the crib. The first night was a bit of a fight, but being able to lay on the bed with mom and reading books isn't as bad as she thought it would be. Last night, we didn't even have to fight her at all. The first night I put her in bed, I couldn't bring myself to leave her. I stayed next to her, smelling her hair and listening to her breath. Oh, if only I could bottle this up.
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OOOH! I know what you mean! They grow up way too fast! I do the same thing.
What an incredibly darling bed, darling spread, and darling room! It just looks so perfect for her!
I'm sorry
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