Growing pains...

This afternoon I picked up a little car bed for Enriquito that a friend offered me. He was very excited about it and as soon as I brought it in the house he told me he was tired (hint, hint, I want to go to sleep in my new big kid car bed). So I put the bed in my room next to a couch and he jumped eagerly into it only to notice I am sure that his new bed was only big enough for him. I couldn't lay down with him. This was a new concept for him because all of his little 3.5 years of life either myself or Enrique has laid down with him to go to bed. You see, for naptime I lay down with him in my big King-size bed until he peacefully falls asleep. It is a time that I cherish very much because he cuddles close next to me, wraps his arms around me and usually tells me he loves me several times as he is falling asleep. Well, today I wasn't quite sure what to do. I didn't just want to drop him off on his big kid bed and leave the room. I wasn't ready. There was a little part in me that realized something was changing, and it kind of hurt. So I asked Enriquito if he wanted me to lay down on the couch next to his bed and wait for him to fall asleep. And my heart sank even more when I saw the look on his face. You see, in that moment I think he too realized what he was missing...the cuddling up next to mama on her big bed and peacefully falling asleep in her arms. He told me (and I could tell he was starting to get teary eyed), that I would have to sleep on my bed while he slept in his). Yep, the little guy must have felt a little bit of what I was feeling. So, I just decided to lay on the couch next to his bed and wait for him to fall alseep. And fall asleep he did...peacefully... only this time it wasn't in my arms.