Joey is Moving Bedrooms 😢

So today has been full of changes.⁣

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Joey is now in his big boy bed upstairs.⁣

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Leo is out of his next-to-me crib and in his cot at the other side of the room (where Joey used to sleep).⁣

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And I’m lying in my bed with no one near me. ⁣

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It’s a step that needs to happen and makes total sense but I never thought I’d feel so sad about it. It’s a reminder of how much my babies are growing up. It’s a reminder that Tsura isn’t near to keep me company. It’s another chapter closed. It’s just going by so quickly. Helping them be independent makes me feel lonely. I’m someone who loves to be needed so it’s a weird thing to help someone grow and learn not to need you so much. Does anyone else feel like that?⁣

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I should be ecstatic that I get my own space back. That my room is less cluttered with baby stuff and that I wont have as many baby hands in my hair and feet in my face 😂 If someone had said to me when Joey was first born that he’d be in my room until he was nearly two I’d have said “No bloody way, he’ll be in his own bed by 6 months”. HA! ⁣

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I suppose I should enjoy the peace but I haven’t found this the most fulfilling day. First my boy is moving out of my room, next he’ll be moving out the house at this rate 😭 ⁣

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Am I the only one who feels this way?⁣

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