Austin has moved out of our room and into his crib.
It's a good thing because he tends to make noises all night long and I would lie in bed listening to him.
It's a bad thing because he tends to make noises all night long and I miss lying in bed listening to him.
I find myself looking at the cradle when I wake in the night, sad that's he gone and wondering why time is moving so quickly. I want to eat up every second of his little life, knowing that this experience is fleeting and passing way to fast.