V is moving out..

He has a new cot and is moving out to his room this week. The cot has arrived, the made to order bed is not here yet. And we still have to get him spiderman coordinated sheet and pillow covers.

And i am not so sure if i should be feeling happy or sad. It feels like he is moving out of the house. Right now he starts every night by pushing us( kicking us to be exact) out of the sofa and plonking himself there while we catch up on some TV viewing. Then we move onto the bedroom where he brings along his pillow, reading book, a towel to hold on while he sleeps and insists that we read him the book and then, he reads it to us! That is when he is at his talkative best, and that is the only time he prefers to talk about school.
We talk in the darkness and there is something very magical about that last bit of the day before falling asleep. Both V and me take a while to settle down and giggle and laugh, making TB wake up and wonder how on earth he is supposed to live with two slightly mad people at home. This is my life, and i love it

How will i go to sleep without having V snuggle up? Both TB and me ask him whose side does he want to sleep today. V is very gracious, he takes turns, i know he secretly prefers to sleep closer to TB( so do i!). I can't get over the fact that next week on,he's going to sleep on his own.

The whole thought process behind getting him a cot was to make him sleep earlier, initiate him into schooling hours. Right now, the idea is not looking very appealing to me.
Maybe i will still let him sleep with us and carry him onto his bed later, like we do now. My baby is growing up, and i am feeling a little deprived.

Is this normal? or is my paranoia setting in?