The main reason we moved into our new house was so Maisie could have her own bedroom as she is such a wriggle bum, she needed her own space.
Maisie has outgrown the Moses basket, so now we have her cot ready. Last night was the first night she slept in the cot, and for some reason I found it very emotional. Like another bonding part had disappeared, just like when she was breastfed and that stopped.
A lot of other emotions came into play though. Fear that I couldn’t open my eye in the night just to check that she was okay. Anxious that she wouldn’t like it and would ruin her decent sleeping pattern she is already into. Paranoia that something may happen to her in the night because, like all mothers, we worry about anything.
Of course, the baby monitor was all set up. Matt tested it several times but I couldn’t sleep until I heard her first cry which I shot in there like a lightening bolt but she was fine.
At 3:30am though, she woke up (which she doesn’t normally do) and was too distracted by her new cot and new room, she wouldn’t go back to sleep so we brought her back into our room where she quickly dozed off again.
We shall try again tonight and see how it goes. It’s funny though, because as a parent I feel like I even need to gain the confidence she does by sleeping in the cot. Another new learning curve and another realisation our baby is growing up ❤