Carson, Mallory

Beds and Bears

disclaimer – this post was written from my phone at 10pm, thus the poor flow and anything else that makes it not the same great writing you are used to finding on this blog.

Bedtime here has been going very well with Rick busy with camp. I’ve moved bedtime up sort of significantly and I am happy to report that I think I’ve witnessed fewer tantrums, which is a good thing.

Carson’s room is painted and we moved his toddler bed in there after the paint dried. The first night with this new arrangement – he wanted to sleep in his crib but 20 minutes later he called for me and wanted to be in the bed…where he stayed the rest of the night. Tonight he went right to bed with no problems in the toddler bed. I am happy about this but know things will change when he realizes how easy it is to get out of bed and start wreaking havoc, at least that’s what happened with Mallory…but there were a couple of differences – 1) I was pregnant when we moved her to a toddler bed and 2) she was sharing a room with Carson. So I think my resolve was weakened by those two factors so I am sure I screwed something up to cause her to not stay in her bed at bedtime. So since I am not pregnant and the kids aren’t sharing a room – I am optimistic that Carson will make this transition a little easier than his sister did.

But I digress. Carson is rocking his toddler bed and I knock on wood as I say/type it. But then this begs the question – when do we remove his crib? I know I should/could just do it now since he’s made the transition so well (so far) but I will admit that I am not dealing well with the IDEA of removing his crib. It’s another thing on the checklist that says “your baby isn’t a baby anymore”. And that makes me wanna cry.

And then there is his big sister – who went to bed tonight without her bear lovies that she has HAD to have at nap/bedtime since she was six months old. I found both of them in my bed just now (she ended up in our room early this morning – I think the storms woke her). It’s another thing on the checklist that says “your little girl isn’t a little girl anymore”. And that makes me wanna cry.

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2 thoughts on “Beds and Bears

  1. “your baby isn’t a baby anymore”
    That’s not true. My mom still calls me her baby and I’ve been without a crib in my room for almost three decades. He’s always your baby, he’s just getting older.
    (but if you ever want to borrow a real baby we can set up a loan plan)

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