in her crib

I finally relented. Alex has asked me for weeks if I wanted to move Jenna to her crib rather than the bassinet in our room. She's been sleeping through the night since she was six weeks old (just a couple of weeks sooner than Tyler did), but I've not moved her to her room as early as I did with Tyler. I told myself that this was because often she wakes up once or twice needing her binky (Tyler always used his thumb to pacify himself). I hear an inkling of a peep from her and I can (while I'm still nearly asleep) pop up and put her binky in her mouth and get back in bed. We are both back to deep sleep within seconds. How could I do this if she is all the way down the hall? Alex also always asked on weeknights and I was unwilling to make a major change in routine when we had to work the next day.

So it's Friday night and he asks again. I have no further reason not to put her in her crib. But suddenly I'm so sad to let her make the move down the hall. You would have thought I was leaving on a long trip the way I was reacting to our "parting." I realized that I was sad because she may be my last baby and this was the first in many steps to come toward her independence. Alex assured me that we didn't have to make the move tonight. My logical side knew he was right and tonight was as good as any, but my emotional side was lagging behind! Reason won out: little lady Jenna is in her own room now.