Bye Bye Crib

Oh what a happy and sad day.  Today the crib was taken down to make room for the NEW big boy bed!  With baby coming in about a month or so, we figured now would be a good time to switch Brooks over to a big boy bed while I still have patience and an adequate amount of sleep to help him through the transition.  So on Friday night we went shopping for beds!

The boys had lots of fun trying them out.  And just a side note: it's really easy to lose a 2 year old in a furniture store filled with countless beds, chairs, tables, etc.

We decided on a mattress and the next day went to Target to buy some special sheets for the big boy! His choice? WoodyBuzz of course! (That would be Toy Story to everyone else in the world, but in our house .... it's WoodyBuzz.) So that night we set up the big boy bed and took down the crib. ::sniff sniff:: As proud as I am that our son is growing up to be such a handsome and wonderful little boy, it makes me kinda sad that this little person who I was certain would be my "baby" forever ...... is no longer my baby.

And how did Brooks handle this transition? Like everything else in life, better than I expected. We said "bye bye" to the crib and he even helped Daddy take it down.

So bye bye crib and HELLO big boy bed!!

And how did he actually do sleeping in that big boy bed??  Well, we followed our usual bedtime routine: touchie (aka pacifier), bedtime prayer & kisses.  All went well until we actually left the room.  Then he started crying.  And my heart started breaking.  Oh my baby!  He's not ready for this!! 

But Chris went in and laid down with him for a while, sang some songs and then all was quiet.  And when I peeked in on him later (one of many times) I found him sleeping ... in his bed!  And he slept all night.  Ok, I guess he was ready for the big boy bed after all.

Now, nap time the next day was a different story.  Mr. "I'm not really tired" discovered he could get OUT of his bed and play with all those really fun toys in his room.  But after a few smallish battles, he did finally sleep, half on the bed, half on the floor.  And so Chris and I gave each other the "this will get better" pep talk, knowing that this really is the best time for this transition to happen.  And sure enough, bedtime came around again last night, and without even a whimper, Brooks crawled into his bed, laid down and went to sleep!!  What a big boy!