Queen of her crib

This whole "we need to stop co-sleeping" thing came off the back of her falling off the bed the other night/morning.

I reckon if she never fell off the bed we wouldn't be thinking of moving her into her crib/cot at all but she did so here we are.

It seemed slack to put her in her own bed.

I mean, she fell and shocked herself and this is what we do? Move her away from the bed, away from me her source of food and comfort and into a foreign place that closely resembles jail?

Perhaps I'm being too sensitive? A tad melodramatic maybe?

Because she doesn't look like she minds the change.

It was like a whole new world to her.

New textiles to touch and put in her mouth.

A place she instinctively knew was hers.

While she was obviously content to lounge around in her crib, I was silently contemplating if this transition is what I wanted to do.

Just watching her in her own space, and enjoying that space nonetheless, I felt a little teary that my little girl is growing up way too quick.

Again.. I could very well be being too sensitive about this. She could still turn around and reject the crib once she realises the situation she's in.

On the other hand.. We could still end up doing the side car crib thing which could be a win/win for everyone.

❤