Big Boy Bed

Drum roll please..... Wyatt has been officially moved into his big boy bed in his big boy room for a solid two weeks already!!  Most of you know that I have been trying to make this transition for a while but honestly didn't really know how to do it.  My room (our room until recently) is on the first floor.  Wyatt's new room (formerly Rebecca's room) is on the second floor.  It is kind of weird having him on a different floor.  He's so far away.  What if I don't hear him and he sleep stumbles down the stairs?  What if he keeps Mom and Dad up all night?  What if the entire thing is a nightmare and just delays the process even further?

So, I didn't push it.  We talked about him moving to the room upstairs.  We picked out a comforter together and I got it for him for Christmas.  We talked about painting the room.  We bought curtains.  I am painting these cute canvases for him that he picks out the colors for.  I bought these adorable truck wall stickers that we decorated his room with.  Then one night he grabbed his blanket and binky and headed upstairs to sleep in his "big boy room".  I rolled with it, even though the room wasn't entirely ready.  I wasn't entirely ready.  He has been up there ever since.  And has even had several nights, from 9pm to 8am completely by himself.  No calling for me.  No leaving his bed.  Only the rustling of sheets as he rolls over.

There have been minor setbacks.  Very, very minor.  First, he does call for me.  Usually around 3am.  At which point, I am exhausted and usually end up falling back asleep in his bed.  I don't really think this is a big deal because at least he is STAYING in his room.  He does not wander around in the middle of the night.  And when I don't fall asleep and go back downstairs, he's fine.  Just needs to get tucked back in, a few kisses, and he's back sleeping.  Second, he doesn't really nap anymore except if he's not feeling well or if he is really wiped out.  On the few occasions that he does nap, he's asked to sleep in my bed.  Again, not really a huge problem because I don't foresee him napping for much longer.  Third, there has been lots of bed hopping.  Sometimes I sleep in the third bedroom upstairs to be closer to Wy, most of the time I'm downstairs.  When Rebecca comes home there are less beds.  I am thinking about getting a futon in Wyatt's room just for some added bed space and maybe some added cool couch factor for his friends.  God knows he loves showing off his new room.

It has been amazing.  He has been amazing.  I am shocked.  I expected it to be so hard.  After reading all these child sleep books, I expected to be sleeping on the floor for months while he got adjusted. I guess he was just ready.  He loves it up there.  He has so easily made the switch.  I, however, am not doing as well.  I wake up a lot wondering where I am or where Wyatt is.  I have had a really hard time adjusting to sleeping by myself.  I can't seem to get comfortable.  And I definitely cannot sleep through the night.  In fact, a lot of times, it takes all my will power not to run up the stairs and go cuddle with the boy.  Ah, how the tables have turned!