Sleeping alone...

This weekend North moved out of our bedroom and into his own. This meant: North slept fine; Bridgett spent an entire night watching the video monitor.
Every time I would dose off for 2 seconds I would awaken in a blind panic, grab Alan and yell "is he still breathing?!" I'm a bit of a crazy mama it seems.
Hard to deal with one more step in the process of my sweet little baby getting tiny little bits of independence. It's all going so quickly.

Pajamas!

Going to bed in the crib