Crazy How Fast

Less than a year ago, I made room for a baby in my room. I cleaned out the closet, donated bags of stuff, refinished a rocking chair and set up a bassinet.

Tonight, that baby finished moving out. The bassinet was the last piece to go. I had been letting him play in it while I got ready for work in the mornings, but he (suddenly) pulls up to stand so reliably, it was only a matter of time till he toppled himself right out of it. I'm so used to doing a balancing act around all his stuff in here, I hardly know what to do with all the extra space!

The large semi-annual consignment sale is coming up next week and I love participating not only for the extra cash, but because it's a great motivator to really sort through stuff twice a year. As I posted on Facebook, I thought I'd get sentimental about selling his bassinet, but packing it up reminded me what a nightmare it always was - "portable" my behind - so I'm totally fine seeing it go.

Felix has been doing great in his own room. It's right across the hall and I can hear him breathing if I hold really still. My new goal is to stop giving him his last bottle in bed, so I feed him in the rocker and put him down awake and empty-handed. Most nights he's fine; some he cries for a few minutes. His teeth will thank me later.

I'm up! Now what?