Big boy bed

Cooper is sleeping in a twin bed all by himself the very first time. It's a bittersweet day. 

On a whim we decided to go to the furniture store while we were out today. Tanner and I had both been thinking about the bed thing but neither of us said anything. At the store we looked at big boy beds, but Cooper didn't seem too impressed. Then we got home and he kept asking where his bed was. We talked about it a decided to just go for it. 

We have two twin mattresses in the guest room. We decided to move the crib out and put a mattress and box springs on the floor for now. I'm sensing a DIY upholstered headboard in Coop's future. 

I just snuck into his room to check on him. I felt like I was reenacting "Love You Forever" creeping in to peek at him. I had a fleeting memory of sleepless nights spent nursing and rocking and patting him to sleep. I waited until the air conditioner would kick on to try to make my escape hopeful that low hum would cover the sound of the door. And now I want to sneak back in love on him after he's asleep. 

I just can't believe we are already here. My heart aches a little for gummy grins and baby snuggles. Not with just any ol' kid, but with my Cooper-man. It's amazing how a little thing like twin sheets can make memories flood back and make me want to stop time. But, as motherhood has taught me: for better or worse, this too shall pass. 

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