I have been feeling down all day. We have been co-sleeping with Mya since she came home. Sometimes she slept in her Pack–Play (we did not have a crib), but most nights she slept with us. The husband works nights, so she usually slept with me. My in-laws bought Mya a crib when we moved. It is tradition- they buy the first baby a crib. I was happy, because she would have her own bed and her own room when the time came. Drew, unbeknown to me, started having visions of no longer co-sleeping since the crib arrived. We put it together today. I thought we would ease her into sleeping in the crib starting first with one nap a day…etc. But Andrew wanted her in the crib tonight and every night. I’m bummed. I reluctantly agreed because he moped about needing affection. But the problem is that I don’t want to end my co-sleeping. And he is not home at night, so shouldn’t I be the one who decides when I have had enough?

But, like I said, I agreed thinking that Mya would protest. She loves sleeping with us and has NEVER slept in another room at night. So, I bathed her. Dressed her. Put her in the crib and read her a story. And you know what? She cried. ONCE. Only once. And then she went to sleep. She doesn’t need me any more. She is already so independent. She is already 11 weeks old and she no longer needs me. I’m bummed.