I haven't felt much like

I haven't felt much like posting this week. I'm not sure why really, I guess I'm just not sure what to write sometimes. I mean, there's a lot of things I've been thinking about, but I'm not sure this is really the place to share them. After all this is for Evan, not me.

The last few days have been pretty standard, normal days at home. We did have visitors yesterday and the day before, so that was pretty exciting. April came to visit with her new baby and her sister, Lisa and Cole came over for an afternoon, Tim has stopped by a few times this week, and last night my mom and Mike's uncle and grandpa just happened to all arrive at about the same time. It was a bit hectic but so nice to have company.

Evan has been doing something this week that has never happened before in his life--sleeping all night in his own bed. Some of you may be surprised at this statement, but for his entire infancy he has always slept at least part of the night (if not the whole night) with us. Now, I don't want to get e-mails on this subject about how I am a horrible mother for letting him sleep with me, that I could have suffocated him, that I'm spoiling him, whatever. I know that traditionally there's a lot of objection to the family bed. But I am a firm believer in attachment parenting. And so I have let Evan sleep with us, because that's what was right for our family--it allowed us to get more sleep, allowed me to breastfeed him without any trouble, and made Evan feel safe and secure.

But things have changed in recent weeks. As Ev got bigger and more mobile, he became more difficult to sleep next to. He moves around a great deal while he sleeps now, and is not as comfortable as he once was between Mommy and Daddy. So I've been making an effort to get him to sleep in his own crib, and when he wakes at night, to go in and comfort him but remain in his room and put him back in his crib. This approach never worked before (he used to scream bloody murder if I put him in his crib), but I think all three of us were ready for our own space this time.

So although I will miss that little baby face next to mine in the bed, we've moved on to new sleeping arrangements. It's just another step in Evan's growing independence, letting us know he's not a baby anymore.