…And It Begins…
Caiden is sleeping in his own room. He is in his own bed. My hand was forced!
It started out like this…
I put Caiden in his little bassinet three days ago. I turned around to clean off the coffee table and I look back and not only has Caiden sat up, but he started pulling up on his legs. He was leaning over the side of the bassinet onto the couch arm rest (luckily, that’s the side he chose for this death defying trick!). I quickly rolled to him and put him on my lap. Sadly…an end of a stage.
My heart broke a little bit. My baby, this precious little boy that was in my tummy, is mobile. When Chris came home, I had him lower the crib and the pack and play. We are now in the process of baby proofing the house…this will be our next adventure.
The crib is a bit deep for me to get Caiden out of, however, I can get him out by myself. He usually sits up for me and then I stand him up and lift him onto my lap. It’s awkward, I admit, but effective. I’ll need to get used to the height, and the feel of the crib. Another factor to consider…his weight. Luckily, I am adapting well to his continually changing body and mass.
With each new skill he’s picking up, I can’t help but fall even more in love with this baby. Who knew…? Me…married…and a mother!