A bed of his own

A few months ago we would not have imagined Finnegan sleeping in his own bed and here we are. Last night was the second night in a row that he slept in his own bed in his own room. I was sad the first night that he was not sleeping next to me, but when I woke up and felt really rested my view changed. Then he did it again last night. I still miss seeing his beautiful face first thing in the morning, but today I went and woke him up and he was so happy. His little cherub face greeted me with a smile and he was ready for the day.

I love Finnegan so much!