Sad day in Mommyville

I think most moms would claim this as a little victory, but I have to admit I am a little sad. Yesterday, I was a little under the weather with a minor cold, and it sounded as if Rhett might have gotten a dose of it too: not very fussy, not very whiny, just very tired, so he clocked in a longer nap time. I noticed, however, that when I put him down to sleep, he struggled out of my perfect swaddle that he sooo loves (usually). No problem; I unwound him, put him down, and out he went. Second nap of the day, same story- this time he struggled to get out of my arms as I went through my whole pat-him-to-sleep routine. No problem- he is just sick and wants to be left alone. Hardly. Today Rhett has been one happy, healthy, and cuddly little boy- and come nap time, he let out a few yawns, stretched a little, gave his mom a courtesy hug, and out he was. No rocking or patting required. He has done that for all three naps today and I think this trend is going stick around. I did call my mom and Porter with the news, both of whom congratulated me. No thanks. I think this might be the first of many "Does my baby not need me anymore?" realizations to come. sniff sniff.

Here is little Rhett happy as a lark:

Here is Rhett five seconds later, zzzzzzzzz