Living my Dream
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Dear Noah ...
You really love your bassinet. Whenever you get tired or overwhelmed by what is going on around you, you just want to lay down in it. Usually we walk with you for a bit to get you calm and comfy (and to steal some cuddles), then we lay you down. It doesn't really matter HOW sleepy or fussy you are: When it is time for you to sleep, you just want to lay down in your bassinet and get some shut-eye. If you have already drifted off to sleep during the walking phase (or are very close to it), you just get comfy and keep sleeping. If your eyes are still wide open but you are obviously tired, you almost always close your eyes instantly when we put you into the bassinet. Even in the evenings, when you tend to be fussier than at any other time of the day and our need to comfort you is greatest, you insist on being put into your bassinet. As soon as we do you calm down, sometimes with the help of a few gentle strokes on your head/cheeks. Then you go to sleep.
You make things so easy for us, little guy! This comes in real handy when your dad is at school and I have to get you and your brother Evan to bed on my own.
I hope that you will find your crib to be just as comforting to you when the time comes. Evan always has. Your crib will be put exactly where you are sleeping already. This should make the transition easier. Your field of vision, however, will expand tremendously, so I wouldn't be surprised in the slightest if you won't be drifting off to the magical land of nod every time your head touches the mattress.
Part of me is looking forward to the switch simply because it will be the final step in setting up your room as YOUR room. Then we can be done with this your bedroom/our bedroom situation. At the same time I will miss having the bassinet around. It is so convenient, and seems so comfortable to you. I guess it is good thing that I won't have a choice in the matter. You are already almost too big to fit in it comfortably.
In the last few weeks it has also become apparent that it is necessary for you to have your own quiet space when it is time to take a nap. Things around here are simply too noisy. You have a hard time finding any peace and rest when the volume levels of the dishwasher, washer and dryer can match that of a jackhammer. In addition to that, your brother Evan insists that all his trains have the loudest whistles or that they HAVE to crash into a big pile of broken wood and metal for the umpteenth time. This, of course, wouldn't be realistic enough unless it was accompanied by an insane amount of extra-loud crashing sounds as the trains go smash. So at the tender age of two months you are already being taught something of value by your big brother; you are being taught how to become a sound sleeper!