Robin is almost 7 months old and I have been soooo ready or him to move into his own room. He probably outgrew his Chicco Next to Me crib about a month ago if not more (or just took a dislike to it), so ever since he has been in our bed. As lovely as that is he takes up so much room. I find myself being shoved out the bed or having to do some weird banana shape around him to fit in. For certain there is no room for daddy and mummy in the bed anymore as we take it in turns to sleep on the sofa bed (I’m not going to lie but sometimes that is ace.)
I have been trying to get his nursery in shape for a little while now. It was painted white about a year ago and most of my stuff has since been moved out. But as it has been sitting dormant, loads of crap has been stored in there. On top of this trying to get a cot ordered took a while. “Daddy we need to get a cot” “Yes, ok” this conversation probably went for about a month then when the cot arrived we had issues. A cracked panel and a mouldy mattress (cheers Kiddies Kingdom and OBaby) and we had to get a replacement sorted all in all took 3 weeks!
In the meantime I had been to Dunelm Mill and found a really cute jungle theme so we got what we needed and put the blind and curtains up, popped up the lampshade and went online to order the wall stickers I couldn’t get in store.
A couple of weeks ago I decided to make the next step and clear the room. We were house bound on the Thursday waiting for deliveries so I popped Robin on the sofa bed with a load of toys whilst I shifted things out and dismantled them (keeping a close eye on Robin of course). I thought daddy was going to have a fit when he got home as everything had been shifted into the bedroom or the bathroom waiting for him to move them downstairs and hopefully into our newly cleared cupboard under the stairs.
You see the biggest issue is 1. We need a bigger house because I have so much shit. 2. Robin’s room was where I used to store about 90% of my stuff. And even though when I was pregnant I had a major clear out a lot of stuff still remains.
It has literally been a game of shifting the shite from one room to another, and it is all my stuff (or Robin’s). Don’t get me wrong I am not like one of those hoarders you see on TV but I have a lot of stuff. That is what hobbies and sentiment will do to you! This has always been an issue of mine, just ask my friend Cat who had the unfortunate task of moving all my stuff with me in shopping trollies from halls to my new house at uni. Six hours of pushing shopping trollies it took us to move all my crap! Sorry Cat.
After the majority of the stuff was shipped out I was able to move Robin into his own room on Saturday night. Then came his first night in his own bed, in his own room. The ultimate test.
It has now been around 4 nights since we moved him through. I wouldn’t say it is going well but it could be much worse!
Night 1 with Robin tucked up in his cot I went into my room. I switched on the light (first time since he was born since this light had been on at night) and drew the curtains. No temp blackout blind needed here! It was amazing, my own room back!!! I slid into bed and fully expected to fall asleep. But I didn’t, suddenly I had time to think.
I felt anything but relaxed. I felt anxious and concerned Robin was on his own. It felt weird and not right. Being in my bedroom alone felt like I had been transported back to the old days when he didn’t exist.
I felt lonely, it was the first time in a year and a quarter since I had been without Robin when sleeping. He wasn’t in my tummy and he wasn’t in our room. I just wanted to run through and cuddle him.
That night I shed a tear and went to sleep.
Of course that didn’t last long, midnight came and Robin woke up crying. I managed to settle him once but he woke again. I missed him so we both slept in the sofa bed that night holding hands.
I am starting to slowly get used to him being in his own room. After all in the long run it will be better for everyone. Talk about a major milestone though!
How were you when you moved your baby into their own room?