This has been a big week for Bates and a big ole week for this momma’s heart.
Let me start with a back story, Bates was a co-sleeper when we brought him home from Korea. We worked very very very hard for months to get him falling asleep in his own crib and staying all night, but we did it. And all was right in the world for about 9 months.
About a week before we went to Korea to get Brodie, Bates got a double ear infection, which meant very little, or no sleep for anyone in the house. He spent the majority of time many nights in our bed.
In Korea, he slept right between us and was perfectly content there, and since it was no crying, easy bedtime we rolled with it. His foster mom was amazed that he would sleep alone, she said of all her babies, he was the most co-sleeping one, he had to be RIGHT between them and touching them both. Oh yes, sister, don’t I know!
Well, along come little 18 pound brother, and Bates quickly decided his place at night is RIGHT.SMACK.BETWEEN. mom and dad! He planted himself there and was not going to be moved…. no big boy bed, mickey pillow, bribery was to be had. He was in our bed and that was that. We rolled with it for awhile, mainly those first two weeks because this jet lagged family needed to sleep when and where we could.
Week turned into months and months to a year…. and he was perfectly content. Unlike mom and dad.
The boys have combined into one room since Stacey’s arrival which hasn’t been a problem, since Bates is in our room, but last week we finally bought the top mattress for the bunk beds and one night while daddy was gone, I decided THIS WAS IT and put both boys to bed on the full mattress on the bunk beds together. Which is a big deal, since Bates has been staying up way later and going to be with one of us.
And just like that, they fell asleep.
They have been napping together off and on for a month or so, but Bates did it, fell asleep not in our bed and not with one of us laying with him.
And the next night…. he told Daddy he wanted to sleep on the top bunk. And he did.
And the next night, and next and next….
He has woken up a few times at night, and woken Brodie up, and vice versa, but they are staying in their beds, in their room, all night.
We have rounded a corner. It’s divine.
And, last week, Bates walked into his preschool class on the first day and there were no tears. Not a single, even fake one.
My boy, my sweet tender little boy, has grown up. Before my very eyes.
I do not mourn the 16 months he lived in Korea without me. Those days were an incredible time as God used each moment to weave our hearts together over 6,000 miles of oceans and seas… I don’t mourn that.
I mourn the fact that right here under my very nose, somehow I missed this. I blinked and my baby boy has grown up.
And I blinked.
Off to super glue my eyelids open.
Or maybe to watch my baby boy sleep. in his own bed.