Hubby and Bean are out taking the puppy for a walk and Birdie is sleeping peacefully in her swing. I just got done walking through the nursery in a quiet house. Which is strange these days. It's strange to call it the nursery again. I've thought of it as Bean's room for so long now. She's been sleeping in that room for almost two and a half years. She spent the first six months in our room, and then she moved into her own room full time. We plan to do the same for Birdie and she's almost three months old now. Bean's birthday is next week and it seemed like a natural time to move her from
The room she'll be moving too is our extra bedroom, which is currently half guest room half play room. We set it up that way so that when Bean did get ready to move in there, it might be more enticing. And it seems to have worked. She's excited to sleep in a big bed. She's chosen a paint color for the walls and yesterday we went shopping and got new blankets, curtains, and some furniture for the rest of the room. It will truly be her room when it's all done and the nursery will be empty of the things that are just hers. For a few months, the nursery will be empty period. No longer Beans, not yet Birdies.
It's strange, because I'm excited for Bean. I'm excited that she's looking forward to this new room. That she's going to be three and seems like such a big girl. But at the same time, she's going to be three and she's such a big girl! When did that happen? In the blink of an eye she went from my baby girl, to this little person with so much personality of her own. She amazes me every day. So it makes me a little anxious to have her moving on and leaving that baby part of her life behind.
It really shouldn't. It's not like the nursery will be empty for long. Birdie is quickly growing herself and will soon be ready to be a little farther away from us at night time. I might not be ready, but she will. She'll move into the nursery and while several practical things will be easier, like the fact that we can get ready for bed in our own bathroom instead of Beans, without the fear of waking a baby, I'm sure this will be another transition that will be a little difficult for me.
I wonder sometimes if this is just as hard for fertile mamas. When I stop and think about my babies growing, many times I can't help but think about our family and if it will ever grow again. I don't feel like Birdie is my last baby. I don't have any sense that when things are happening with her, that it will be the last time I experience it. But it could very well be. More babies aren't a guarantee in this house, no matter how much they would be loved or wanted.
And so when Bean moves to her big girl room and Birdie moves to the nursery, the house will be full. All three of our bedrooms will have a person sleeping in them every night. I can't tell you how full that makes my heart feel. I love that our little house is filling with babies. That was just a dream a few years ago. I just can't believe how fast they're growing. And I can't help but wonder if we'll be lucky enough in a few years to be setting up bunk beds in Beans room, which will no longer be Beans room but instead will be Bean and Birdies room. Or if we'll be selling the crib, repurposing the cabinet that we use for a changing table, and painting the walls in the nursery to make it into a big girl room also. It's hard to know what the future will bring. More change, I'm sure of that. So for the next week I'm going to enjoy the fact that Bean's still in the nursery, Birdie is still in our bedroom, and future babies are still a dream in my heart. And I'll try not to think about the fact that my babies are growing so quickly.