For the first time ever, I spent the night in my very own room (well, technically, it’s also an office, a.k.a. the nurseffice = nursery + office). I did this without any adults present (except for those monitoring my every breath via video baby monitor--see below). Prior to last night, I had been sleeping in a bassinet next to my parent’s bed. However, now that I have demonstrated the ability to roll-over (see 2-11-10 blog entry), my parents, having very responsibly read the fine print on the bassinet’s warning label, decided that it’s time for me to spread my wings by moving into my crib in the nurseffice. They actually tried to move me a few days ago. I did ok, but Mom missed me so much that Dad had to retrieve me. Despite this setback, they both agreed that it was time for me to make the move, so they took the plunge again last night. Without Dad’s snoring, Mom’s talking in her sleep and both of their restless thrashing around, I got a much better night’s sleep, not waking up until around 5:30am (my usual time when I deign to sleep through the night). I don’t think Mom and Dad slept quite as soundly, though. Being neurotic first-time parents, they actually set the alarm to wake them up at various times during the night so they could watch the video monitor to make sure I was still breathing! Sometimes parents are silly.
When I first started posting, I was a highly intelligent and exceptionally cute infant and the milestones were coming fast and furious.. These days, I'm a precocious nearly 5-year-old and my babybook blog has been retired to serve as a window to my early years..