We got Emma's bed from my cousin and it probably sat in the hallway outside of Emma's room for at least a month. Patrick was ready to put it up the day we brought it home. Me? Nope! I had excuse after excuse, reason after reason. I don't know why, maybe I feel like that's just the one thing left of them being babies.
With our third baby being due this summer, I knew that we needed the crib for him or her and that we should probably move Emma into the new bed soon just in case it took her awhile to get use it it. So? I gave Patrick the okay to take down the crib and put up the new bed.
|Posing with the crib before it came down|
She would not get in it. She kept telling me, "Keddy, Keddy", as in take that damn bed back to Aunt Kelly's and give me my good ole crib back!! We finally agreed that we would rock for a couple minutes and then she had to get in it, but I would rub her head until she fell asleep. She was still scared when I laid her down, but for the most part she stayed in it as long as I was next to her.
|She looks nervous in these pics|
Since then she's gone to bed easier, as long as I leave her bedroom door open, which we didn't have to do before and she comes to visit me at least once a night now. She goes back down pretty easily, as long as you leave that door open.
One thing I really miss is that she was always a really good sleeper, I'm talking 7:30-7:30 (at least) and now she is up and in our room or Aiden's around 6-6:30. Sigh...There goes the one that we had that was a great sleeper...
So that's how the big girl bed transition went...it's been a big adjustment for us both! :-)