He's growing up too fast!!!
As Dan mentioned, we have successfully transitioned Rascal to his "Big Boy Bed," and i am having all the typical feelings a mother would experience in such a situation. While i did "enjoy" the additional room in the bed, i haven't actually slept any better. In fact, for the past two nights i have been waking up every three minutes to turn over or shift position. I couldn't do that in the past, but now this luxury has me sleeping only 40% of the time. At 2am this morning, when i woke up to find that i was on my back and might prefer lying on my side, i said to myself, "Okay body, i know you're excited about this, but you're being excited about sleeping in the same way a two-year-old is excited about too much stimulation, by throwing a big frickin tantrum!"
I don't understand why i've actually slept worse with Rascal out of the bed. It could be because i'm suddenly sad and lonely, or it could be because curled up in a 2-ft diameter ball is actually my optimal sleeping position, the only one that when forced into will allow me to sleep straight through the night. I do kind of miss Rascal. The movement of his steady breathing against my feet, or knees, or bum, or back of my neck as he completely throws me out of my space, has been constant or soothing. Yes it's uncomfortable, but at least i know with tactile immediacy that everyone i love is still right here and breathing. As a mother, i'm surprised by how much i worry about the surity of that fact.
So i dunno. I have mixed feelings about the big-boy-bed. I guess my little pup just is growing up. And i might have to learn how to cuddle with my husband again.