All my hardwork, determination and consistency has paid off. Okay, so maybe it wasn't such hardwork, just a little bit of determination and a tad of consistency. BUT I have convinced Hoss sleeping in his own bed is the only place to sleep. Tonight I told him it was time for bed and he ran to his room. When I didn't immediately run after him he came out, looked at me, whimpered and then ran back into his room and stood beside his crib. He actually grabbed onto the bed rails like he was going to try to get in himself. Now he is a big boy, but not quite that big yet. And as soon as I put him in the crib he grabbed his blanket, pulled it over himself and laid down to sleep. It felt like such a great victory.
And then I left the room...and the crying began. I was so confused...what was the problem? He just begged to go to bed. I still am not sure what the crying was about...maybe he heard me bragging to hubby about how big he is getting (not hubby, Hoss) and had to respond.
What I do know is that I miss my cuddle bug. But I guess this is the first step in "letting go" that we mothers get to suffer through. I can't stand the growing up...I am already dreading Kindergarten and it is 4 years away.
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It's hard. We're so thrilled at these milestones, and sad about what is being lost at the same time!
Being a mom is so hard and yet so rewarding! Good for you for sticking it out to get him in his own bed.
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