These Times They Are A-Changin'

Breathe. Pause. I am trying my hardest to take in all of Lucas that I can while at the same time appreciate that he is getting more independent and that I need to let go a bit so that I can go back to work soon and be okay with it. A lot has changed since my last post, most importantly, the Moby has a little dust on it. A great friend I met through Tri-valley Active Moms on Meetup that has been bringing her adorable daughter to my playdates ripped off the bandaid and put Lucas to sleep in his crib. After that, I realized that we would probably not be this lucky twice, so no going back! Except a little today when he was so overtired he didn't know what to do with himself. I laid down with him a bit, but as we speak, he is...no, I've learned my lesson. I'm not going to say it until it's been at least a month. I can't believe that in the last month, he has decided to like pacifiers, sitting up, bottles, tummy time and apparently now, not sleeping with his mommy. I'm so proud (and missing him at the same time).