Last night, Oliver slept in his own little bed the whole night through. Many thanks to my dear friends for your words of encouragement when David was helping him fall asleep! I hid outside for about 30 minutes, humming to myself to drown out his crying. Turns out, I was overreacting a bit. ;) Olly only wimpered for a minute or two then fell fast asleep, so David tells me. When he got up this morning with his big brothers, he was in a happy mood. Didn't run to me screaming as I expected he would, but was glad to see me. :)
I'm not sure how to feel about this. While it was nice having our bed to ourselves last night, it was quite lonely too. I snuggled Oliver's teddy bear instead of him. :( It could be that this was just a fluke, as well. He's been kinda clingy today; he may not be quite ready to sleep without me and his daddy. And I'm ok with that. But we'll see how it goes. His brothers are spending the night at their grandma's house, and I anticipate that he'll be too lonely and scared to sleep in the kids' room by himself. We're going to try again though. Well, David will try again, that is. Olly won't just fall asleep for me like he does for David; he still needs to nurse to sleep if I'm around. I don't fit in a toddler bed!