Independence Day

As you know, we believe in experimentation (ooh err Missus!) and last night we felt that it was time. Munchkin is a big boy now and parental assessment deemed that he would now be ready for his own bed in his own room.

I spent the day pondering whether or not Munchkin would settle and how the night would be. Would Munchkin refuse to settle in a new place? Would Munchkin wake in the night and cry for us when he found himself alone? Would it be a sleepless night all round?

Mighty Munchkin passed the test!! He was bathed, fed and read to as normal. He was then put down in his big boy bed in his big boy room. He did what Munchkin's do every night, he did some angry whinging then 5 minutes later....he entered dreamland. T and I had a peaceful evening until we went up to bed. It was strange. The crib was there but there was no Munchkin. All his stuff was gone. Life, for a split second felt empty. "I miss the Parrrpppps" said I, "Me too!" said T.

Munchkin slept in his big boy bed, in his big boy room until about 0750 this morning. He was gurgling away (we were listening with amusement via the baby monitor) then he started sounding slightly agitated. We left it (parental decision to ignore fussing and not intervene till it is deemed necessary. We believe a little loving neglect goes a long way!). The fussing got a bit louder and angrier. I went to check. Munchkin had managed to turn himself 90 degrees anticlockwise in his cot and was wedged. Once he was unstuck, he carried on playing and gurgling signifying that today was indeed Independence Day for Munchkin and for us too!

This morning, T dismantled the crib and there is once again space in our bedroom. There is no turning back now!