Somebody stop this ride called life – I want to get off – it is moving far too fast for me…
My sweet Baby Magoo is in his 5th week of life. He’s growing leaps and bounds – giving us smiles and coos – turning his head so he can see and hear his big brother playing…how is he growing up so quick?? Since he came home, he has loved to fall asleep on us and be held while sleeping. Even while typing this, he is warmly snuggled into the crook of my arm, happily and peacefully snoozing away…but I realize that things have to change. I so badly and selfishly want to hold onto his newborn life – but I know I sadly must let it slip away from me – let him grow away from me. Probably the hardest part of being a parent.
I’ve been recognizing he is ready and know he needs to learn to get to sleep on his own…nursing to sleep is fine if he wants to do that, but the constant fighting of sleep needs to stop…he has to learn to soothe himself now when he is tired. Last night I tried to start the establishment of a bedtime routine…not much, but instead of going to bed with us at 9/10pm and sleeping on me the entire evening while I vedge out on the couch – I realized it was time to introduce his bassinet…a quiet place – the bedroom, for bedtime.
I brought him upstairs around 6:30pm – the beginning of his evening fussies…he was clearly tired, letting out big yawns – I swayed with him, patted his back and rubbed his back…and finally nursed him…after some fussiness and more rocking and swaying, he finally nursed to sleep…while I cried. He’s growing up.
I slowly placed him in his bassinet, while the white noise played softly and a shirt of mine was tucked into the end of the bassinet…and then quietly crept out of the room. No more evening cuddles. Thirty minutes later he was crying…I let him fuss and cry a bit and ran to him, scooping him up and cuddling. Oh…mommy. *sigh*
Of course he totally fought sleep after that…and was up for over an hour…and ended up on Mr. Magoo, sleeping on him while we vedged out on the couch. Sadly I need to let him cry a bit longer – he has to learn…my sweet baby has to grow up little by little each day…I already miss his newness.