The monitor has been moved from our room to his room.
His clothes have been transfered out of the cubes into his dresser.
His toys have a new home now: his toy chest in his room.
He is no longer sleeping in the bassinet- he has his nice and spacious crib in his very own room.
Ashton is now sleeping in his room that was designed and decorated especially for him:
The curtains are up, his closet is almost full, his shoe collection is almost complete, his toy chest is no longer empty, his dresser is fully equiped with onesies, burp cloths, bibs, socks, hats, pants, and of course his pjs.
Tonight is bitter sweet. I miss him already but I am sure Lorin was getting anxious to have him in his own room. I am not sure how I will sleep tonight. Every night for the past 4 months (today is his 4th month birthday!)I have woken up in the middle of the night to make sure he was still breathing. Lorin set him down in his crib where he quietly looked up at his car mobile (which I will switch out tomorrow for his skier one) and he has slowly drifted to sleep. I hear nothing from the monitor and feel slightly lonely. His breathing used to soothe me to sleep. I think I need him more than he needs me, and I think it will always be like that. I am going to miss looking at this sweet little face at 3 a.m.