Your Crib or Mine

As we near RJ’s half birthday (that’s 6 months for those of you that don’t celebrate this joyous occasion), I have been going back and forth with my self trying to determine when it will be best to transition him into his own crib. I had always planned on doing it at 6 months, but with that literally around the corner, I don’t even know anymore. Currently, he sleeps in a pack n’ play with an elevated crib like section. (Do they all have that?) and we also co-sleep on nights when The Man is away on business. I cherish these closely snuggled nights so much because I know they won’t always be this easy to get.

Graco Napper Elite

                       Graco Napper Elite

But, one night,  I tried a little experiment and I want to share that with you because in hindsight, it’s a little funny. Let’s just say I’ve seen enough horror movies to warrant this reaction.

The night started like any other, Roman went to sleep in his napper and was out like a champ. This was one of those good nights too, where he slept from 10-3am with no problems. When, 3am rolled around, he woke up to nurse, cool. Well, this mama wasn’t sleepy so she decided to take babe to his room and rock and nurse him back to sleep. Again, out like a champ. So I put him in his crib and decided this would be the night. I turned on the video monitor and took my little handset back into my room.

Back in my own bed, my eyes are glued to the handset, watching his every move, or lack thereof, trying to closely focus in on the rise and fall of his chest to make sure he’s still breathing. I can’t even close my eyes and try to sleep because I’m so focused on watching him sleep. About 20 minutes into my experiment, I notice a flicker on the monitor. Confession, I still make sure my feet are covered by the blanket so the monsters under the bed don’t get me, so needless to say, I flipped my shit. I begin to to rationalize with myself, Tai, it’s just a piece of dust, no biggie. I settle back in, and decide that I’ll finally try to sleep, but then I hear a noise. What the f#&%! I wasn’t having it, I jumped out of my bed faster than Usain Bolt and ran back to RJ’s room, grabbed my baby and didn’t look back. I’ve never felt so much relief in my life. Oh, and trust and believe, I turned on all the lights on my journey to his room.

Don't lie, you know you do it too.

               Don’t lie, you know you do it too.

Ok, so tell me again, how am I supposed to transition him into his crib in 2 weeks!? Now keep in mind, this is more for me than him, the boy sleeps like a champ when he’s tired and comfortable. The best suggestion I received was to put him in the crib for naps to help me get used to him being in there alone. But, ironically, the boy WILL NOT nap in a crib for more than 20 minutes or so. Most days, nap time takes place in our lovely mei tai carrier. Yeah, yeah, I know a lot of moms will say I’m not doing it right, but this is what works for us. He gets a good couple of hours and I get a good couple of things done around the house.

I’ve seen a lot of moms who advocate for co-sleeping as long as it works for you and baby, but I can’t help but think about all the glorious sleep we’ll all be getting when baby is sleeping on his own.

Now if it’s not at 6 months, I can maybe more realistically envision this happening when RJ has gone through night weaning and no longer regularly wakes to nurse through the night. I guarantee you I’ll be more than a little sad when that day comes.

How did you ease yourself into the transition? I wish I had advice to give, but frankly, I’m just going with the flow. One of the biggest things I’ve learned on my journey so far is that you have to do what feels right for you, your family, and your baby. No one can really give you all the answers, though I appreciate sharing experiences, even if just for a laugh. So there you have it, soemthing fun to read while you’re on the toilet. But who am I kidding, if you’re a mama you don’t get to do that alone anymore.



The Black Mama

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