>> Monday, August 15, 2011
Well the time has come - Jackson is officially a toddler and no long my baby boy. I certainly wish that I was saying this because I had a baby growing in my uterus, but that is sadly not the case.
Instead of transitioning Jackson into a big boy bed to free up his crib, we had to make the conversion purely out of safety for our little monkey. It all started Thursday night through the wee hours of the morning, said monkey climbed, jumped, and leaped out of his crib and waddled his way into our bedroom a total of four times. While I'm sure this is just a residual affect of the three rounds of steroids he's been on this month, we decided it was probably time for a big boy bed anyway.
I cried like a baby when I had to pack up his crib bed skirt, and flashed back to putting him in his crib for the first time like it was yesterday.
We made sure to make a big deal out of Jackson's new bed and even let him help us put everything together. However, when nap time came Jackson was completely frazzled by his "broken" bed and kept saying "uh oh" and refused to ever really nap.
Bedtime was about as unsuccessful as nap time and hasn't gotten much better. My good little sleeper now finds his way to our room at least once an hour, on the hour. He's even so nice as to close each door behind him.
Waking up to your toddler staring at you while you sleep is a little eerie, to say the least. Needless to say, I'm a very sleepy momma today and have quickly been reminded what sleep deprivation is. And for a second, I think twice about hoping for sleepless newborn nights again:)
I know this phase too shall pass - or I'm putting the crib rail back up and tenting Jackson in until he's 18!