Ever changing

I have never been a big fan of change but being a parent has forced me to embrace that life is, and always will be ever changing. As my children grow up right before my eyes I can't help but feel a mix of happiness and sadness. Happiness that they are healthy, happy, loved, growing, learning and thriving. Sad that the time that has passed as they are busy growing up, is just that...in the past. No rewinding or getting the time back :( There are many times when I wish I could just hit the 'pause' button on life and freeze time but I have to keep reminding myself that life is a journey not meant to be paused.
I am finding that as we approach the beginning of the school year, I am becoming a little a lot anxious and sad that my little boy is growing up so quickly. HE is ready for school to start next week, I'm just not sure that I am ready for that next step.
Another big change has been taking place this week. I am not exactly proud to admit this, but Grant has pretty much slept in our room (sometimes on the floor on a blow-up bed but mostly in our bed) since I was pregnant with Audrey, so it has been over 3 years now. As a result, this is what I see every morning when I wake up...Yes, he has become quite comfortable in our bed and I don't for one minute regret the special times that I have been able to spend with my little boy that I never would have had the opportunity to experience had he slept in his own room, BUT for some time now I have been feeling that it is time to transition Grant into sleeping in his own room. And up until this past Friday I didn't feel like any changes were going to happen any time soon. On Thursday night when Grant and I were settling in to bed I told him a story about how my blogging friend Carrie got her daughter to start sleeping in her own bed. Grant didn't seem phased by the story but to give him some food for thought, I told him if he would start sleeping in his own bed and if he could make it for two weeks, he could have his Birthday party at a indoor water park and a sleep over at a hotel (Something we were already planning, and his B-day isn't unit March, but why not use it as a bargaining tool! And can you believe my kids have yet to stay at a hotel?!)
Well, the story must have made an impact on him because on Friday night he ASKED if he could sleep in his own room!
Since Audrey has taken over his bed and the crib is still up but not being used, I just yanked the mattress out of the crib, and made a bed for him on the floor right next to his Sissy. Then he put on some jimmer jammers (another BIG change for him) and went right to bed without a peep. Fast asleep. The second night same scenario except he did end up in our bed around 3:45 am but when he woke up later that morning he INSISTED that I picked him up and carried him to my bed. I guess he didn't want that night to count against him!
Saturday night and Sunday night went off without a hitch and these pictures of him in his Christmas pj's are from tonight. I guess when he sets his mind to something there is no stopping him. I am still unsure if I am ready for him to grow up any more but this is one change that I am accepting with open arms...like sprawled-out-in-my-bed-with-no-bony-knees-in-my-back kind of open arms!