I've been trying to avoid this week since longer than I can remember. Last night we moved baby boy from his bassinet to the pack and play. I'm glad that we are taking small steps in moving him to his crib otherwise I would be a complete mess. If it were up to me little man would stay in our room forever. But that's just weird. Unless my plan to keep him little really comes true...I'm still hoping. It was so funny seeing him this morning-all swaddled up in his cocoon he had managed to wiggle himself on the complete opposite side of the pack and play! I'm glad he did well in it even though it hurts to see him growing so fast already. I remember when he looked so tiny in his bassinet and now he fills it completely from head to toe.
Tonight I have to leave my baby boy for the first time. I haven't left him for more than about 30-45 minutes. Stupid two night 4 hour long CPR course! Seriously, it doesn't take that long to learn CPR people! I could perform CPR on the entire class 5x in that amount of time!
And the main reason that brought me to dreading this week: Ry's 2 month shots tomorrow morning. I'm so not looking forward to this. I don't know who is going to be more upset, me or my precious little man. ugh. wish me luck.