The story of the crib

It's been more than a week since my baby boy is sleeping in his own bed aka crib. And he's very happy and he sleeps so much better.
How did he end up there???
Well, for the last 10 months he was sleeping with us or we were co-sleeping, you name it. And all of us just enjoyed it. It was the perfect choice from all points of view: baby was cozy in between us, parents got some more rest not having to walk all the way to the nursery for feedings, not to mention the benefits of the attachment parenting.
All was nice and well until some weeks before when he started fidgeting a lot while sleeping in between us, acting like he wouldn't have enough space. Just to make sure I understood all the signals, I would put him to sleep in his crib for the naps during daytime, and surprise.....he was all mellow and happy to have his own space...
Hmmm...I said to myself.....It's already the time?? And after a brief and thoughtful conversation with my hubby, we decided to give it a try and see what's gonna happen.
First night....big success for Bryce....kinda of a white night for the parents.:) We were tossing and fidgeting and going to check on him.:)
Second night....another success for Bryce, a little bit better for the parents....
By the seven night...baby's still doing great (wakes up only one time for feeding and goes back to sleep until 8:00 am) and we, as parents, kind of found our own place again...:)
Having said that, it just made me realize how time goes by so fast, and how quickly they're becoming so independent. And one day, they will just go away from home and build their own lives. Only the thought of it brings tears to my eyes.