Movin' On Up

Well, we have finally, permanently done it. Reeves is in his big boy bed. It was time. Poor Bennett could hardly move in the bassinett. It looks like we got him out just in time. He doesn't roll over yet, but he spins himself completely around. This morning, he had twisted so that he could look at the things hanging on the crib side. He was just laughing and smiling. It was precious. A happy result of Bennett's move into the crib is that his sleep schedule has improved dramatically. He now goes down around 7 or 8 and sleeps till at least 5. It seems all he needed to srop that 1 am feeding was a little more room to move. What a happy morning that was.

However, as it is with so many things in life, for every yin, there is a yang. Reeves, who is really such a fantastic sleeper, is now adjusting poorly to his new bed. Where before, bedtime was wonderful. We read, said prayers, put him in the crib, and knew that we had at least 10 hours of toddler free time. Now, bedtime is a chore and for the last three mornings, we have had said toddler toddle into our room at 4:30. Not so much fun. We are trying to be consistent and put him right back into his bed, but it is still exhausting. And of course, all the while, I am imploring him to be quiet so as not to wake Bennett. We're getting there. Sometimes he just gives up on the bed. Honestly, most times I don't even care if he's in his bed sleeping, as long as he's in his room and being quiet. Looks like, despite his every attempt to fight it, sometimes sleep wins. At least he has that curled up rug and not the hard floor!