Today was huge. My baby slept in his room all by himself, THE ENTIRE NIGHT, for the first time in two years. I've been co-sleeping with him all this time since he jumped crib and I never once attempted leaving him. It has been excruciatingly hard at times and yet I've experienced the most tender and sweetest, loving moments of bonding that are beyond any measure and would never trade any of it. I knew this day would come and sometimes it felt like it never would, especially when he would say he'd be ready when he's 9. 😳 I guess I have paid my dues for having an infant that slept through the night very early on all the way through 2 1/2 years old.
Cristian said "it's a miracle" this morning, "but don't expect it to happen every night." I'll take that... Miracles are epic and after a successful day of letting go of some pieces I've carried around with me for over 20 years at the Five Points Open House Sale, I feel like I can take flight and that anything is possible. We canceled our much needed date night tonight because we were too damn tired, but went out into a dark and stormy evening as a family instead and sat outside @seabearoysterbar to a table full of too many insanely delicious plates and the sound of romantic thunder rolling, rain pouring down, misting our faces, lighting flashing and elation that our little guy is growing up and we get to start a whole new chapter. Cheers to that ⚡️