A flash from the past- I remember the first night that Isabelle ever slept in her own room, in her crib. She had been sleeping in a bassinet in our room for months and Dave was pushing to move her upstairs. As a mother I knew I would not be able to check to make sure she was till breathing every 30 minutes like I did when she was downstairs, so I was so sad. We took Isabelle up, changed her clothes, her diaper, and then swaddled her up as tight as could be. I asked Dave to take a picture of how sad Isabelle and I would be now that we weren't sleeping in the same room. As you can see she was thrilled, I was still sad. Tonight I asked for a picture of her in her Big Bed and it was like a flash back to the day that she spent her first night upstairs. What happened to my teeney, tiny, little baby =(

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