Took the 'it's now or never attitude' towards it, nearly talked myself out of it a few times.
But essentially...
T spent the night in his own cot...in his own room...! Yay.
I did have a bit of a wobbly lip as I put him down in there.
It was so sad going to bed and having the empty moses basket still next to my bed, need that moving, almost makes me feel like he's died, very strange.
Equally as strange was having no lights on in the bedroom when we went to sleep. Had a night light on since the day he was born, it was all daaaark!
He went to bed about 9pm, slept through till half 2, when he did wake me up over the baby monitor (I was convinced that I wouldn't hear him!) Was very confused when I was getting up, but plonked down in the rocking chair and fed him, it was lovely.
Popped him back in his cot, and went back to bed, we both slept till 7am, hoorah.
So just a little update to let you all know that I didnt chicken out.
Also here's how weaning's going:
Then he got cocky...
Rather big mess followed this, was very amusing though!
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