Meg's Crib Set Up In Her Own Bedroom *sniff*
Yes, I am feeling a little bit emotional. My sweet baby girl has moved into her own bedroom. Her sleep is often disturbed by Brian rising for work in the early morning, that I thought it would be better for her to be in her own room and sleep undisturbed. I have never before encountered a problem when moving a child into his/her own bedroom before. What I describe here as a "problem", Brian described as a "emotional meltdown"...
Meg's Door Plaque
Once Megs curtain had been put up in her room, the very next day I began moving junk and furniture. The room had previously been used as a computer/guest room. As we disassembled Megs crib to take through to the other room, I got a little teary.
A Beautiful Room For A Beautiful Girl!
Her room looked beautiful by the time we were finished. Kind big sister Amy also donated her lovely fairy lamp to help furnish Megs bedroom! What a sweetie! Brian headed up to bed that evening slightly before me and was already in a semi sleep when I crept in about fifteen minutes later. I looked just across from my side of the bed and felt a sudden pang of deep sadness at the empty space where her crib had been. I immediately burst into tears and sobbed about my "empty nest" for about ten full minutes! A sweet cuddle from my husband quietened me and before long I drifted off to sleep.
Amy's Lamp That She So Kindly Gave To Meg!
I have never experienced such a strong feeling such as this before. I'm sure that it is down to the fact, that as I age, I have a better understanding of that our babies are small for such a short time. Their childhoods are so bittersweet.