Today Mr. Stannix had a well deserved day off work. He has had some brutally late nights this week. I am so glad tax season is finished! He was busy today running errands, one of which was to pick up a single bed that my Aunt offered us. He got home late in the afternoon. We didn't really want to store it in the garage, so we got to work setting it up and arranging the boy's room. Joe and the older two played on the bed while we did some organizing and shifting of furniture. He was pretty excited about his new bed!
Flash forward to bed time. It was a gong show. I couldn't for the life of me recall how we did this with Hyrum and since we had already taken down the crib, there was no turning back. I left the room and he cried, so I stayed a while. Hyrum joined us shortly after and I snuggled him and did the traditional arm rub. He was asleep in seconds. While my back was turned to Joe I heard him saying, "Bye!" over and over again. I turned around to see him scooching to the end of his bed, ready to leave the room! I switched beds. We snuggled a bit, he played a bit, tossed and turned, giggled. I tried to stay as serious as I could. Finally his belly laughs were just too good and I tickled him just so I could hear more. Then Daddy came up and whispered jokingly, "Hey! I thought you were supposed to be putting him to bed!" Joseph and I both smiled at each other. Then I closed my eyes. When I peeked again he was looking right at me with his index finger on his nose saying, "shhh, shhh". He would poke at my nose and eyes and whisper, "Mamma, Mamma" over and over again. I love when he calls me that. After a good hour or so, I kissed him goodnight and closed the door.
I went downstairs, rinsed some dishes and cleaned the bathroom, all the while listening to him on the monitor and trying to ignore the odd "thunk!". I only hoped he wouldn't wake his brother! FINALLY at 9:30, there was silence on the monitor. I listened outside his door for a few minutes and then cracked it open. I found him on the floor in front of the door and barely had enough room to squeeze in!
I scooped him up and put him in his bed beside his "oof" (all puppies, kitties, anything furry are sweetly referred to as "oof" by this kid). We'll see how tonight goes. I'm crossing my fingers he sleeps through until morning!
As excited as I am for him, a part of me aches for that little baby that he once was. Each time something like this happens it's just one more step to being a big boy. I'm sure I'll blink, and this transition will all be over. A distant memory like Hyrum and Camilla's crib to bed transitions. My heart drops a little when I see the crib in pieces, leaning against the wall, waiting to be put away. Since these three have been so close, we have never really put away the crib before. I just feel like it all happened so suddenly and I didn't have time to prepare for it. Though I'll miss my "baby Joe", I love watching the little boy he's becoming!
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