Last night we moved LissyLou into her own bedroom for the first time. I say this with a measure of sadness that I no longer have a tiny baby, a pinch of fear that she is not right at my side if she needs me and a dollop of pride that my little baby is big enough to be in her big girl cot in her own room.
It didn’t start well! I tried to put her down in her new cot (more about that later!) at around 9pm, she was all snuggly in her sleepsuit and grobag, with a nice full tummy, clean nappy etc. She went down like a dream, only to wake about 4 times before 11pm. Never the less, I carried on, each time checking she was warm enough, adjusting her covers etc and leaving her alone to settle herself. I didn’t hear anything else from her after that.
As I went to bed at about midnight, I popped my head round the door to find her sleeping deeply, arms above her head. When either of my children sleep with their arms above their heads I know they are very deeply asleep and will sleep very well. It has become the sign I can look for to tell if I will get a good nights sleep or not!
I didn’t hear a peep from her until 7.15am this morning when she woke up and I heard her babbling and happy over the baby monitor. As I went in the door she squealed with delight and reached out to be picked up. She got extra big cuddles this morning!