Last night went pretty well, all considering! I did not get my wish of a longer-than-2-hour-stretch, but she actually did 2 hour chunks. I played my game for the first one, then went to bed – my OWN bed – in the middle of the second one. At first I had one eye cracked open, just waiting for her to wake up. But then suddenly I squirmed and sprawled in joy, gave a big sigh, and fell delightedly asleep. That was the first time I was able to sleep however I wanted, without worrying about waking Kate up or bumping her or holding her just right, since she was a newborn and Denis would hold her while she slept so I could get 3 hours of sleep by myself. It. Was. Delightful. So when she woke up at 2am and she nursed back to sleep I giddily snuck out again to go back to bed. I had intended to just stay with her, but I realized yet again that I like my own bed. Plus she actually did fall back asleep well enough. 4am she was awake again and I curled up with her and slept until 7, when she woke again, upon which time I again snuck out to my own bed.

So no, she didn’t completely shock anyone by doing a 9-hour stretch or something, like some of my friends’ babies did once moved to their own room. But 2 hours is a good start, in my book, especially when she’s only did 3 when I stayed with her! Plus we don’t even have shades on her windows at this point, which is why she was up for the day at 8:30. And I’m not even complaining about that…. 8:30 is almost her old schedule! Plus this is the first night she has NOT had a fit in the middle of the night. YAY!!

Then my husband totally won brownie points by getting up with her and letting me sleep several more hours (he has a snow day). SLEEP HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU! Then when she needed a nap he brought her in to me and we slept more. Aahhhh, I needed that. I totally feel less stabbity now.

Even though her mattress is on the floor I knew she’d probably try crawling off it in the morning so I put her changing pad up against the bed just in case, so she doesn’t do a total faceplant on the floor. Good thing, too, since at 2am by the time I woke up and went in there I nearly tripped over her in the middle of the room, crying and inching towards the door. I can see why people like cribs so much. Ahhh well, the room is totally baby-proofed with just toys on the lower shelf. I just have to be careful not to bonk her with the door. At nap time today she demonstrated to me that she now knows the mattress has an edge and she knows where and how to get off. Crazy kid.

I have no problems sleeping in her room or bringing her back to ours, but I do know that she’s going to be starting the night in her own room from now on. It means Den and I can go to bed whenever we want, without him waking her up when I want to stay up and get something done, and I get to actually fall asleep on my own. It feels good! I’m glad we waited until now to move her, though, because I’m at the point now where my concern is whens he is going to wake up and if she’ll sleep well enough, instead of wondering if she’s still breathing. After months of her napping on her own I’m finally okay with it.