On Friday 9th September after Alexander pushing himself up to the top of
the bassinet at the end of each nap time we decided that it was time
for him to move into the cot.
He is ready for it but I'm not so much. I know it's good that he's
growing and getting bigger. I know that's what is to happen but a part
of me is sad that he is growing up. I like having a little baby, I like
the small clothes, the bassinet, the capsule. It is a bit sad having my
baby grow up. I did have a few tears after moving him.
He took a little bit of time to settle in the cot. He was quiet for a
while (I think looking around at the different angle) but then got
upset. After a couple of pats, cuddles and a bit more of a feed he fell
asleep in his new bed and slept the same amount of time as in the
bassinet. After a night feed he settled straight away again and woke in
the morning. A successful nights sleep.
He looks so little in the cot. My darling baby boy.



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