It all happened so fast, today. We painted her room yesterday and today we were talking about what kind of bed to get her eventually and I fired up craigslist and the next thing I knew, I was driving to some stranger's house to buy the perfect little toddler bed, which he had listed mere moments before for twenty bucks.
I thought we'd ease her into it but she saw it and wanted to know what it was, so I told her and she "helped" me assemble it in her room, and given the choice between the crib and the bed, she chose the bed. Maybe it helped that she had spent the night before with me in my big bed (where she slept sideways and wiggled a lot and I got very little sleep). She has slept in regular beds when visiting my mother or my father and taken it completely in stride. Tonight she gave us the usual song and dance around putting off bedtime ("one more" book, "one more!" stuffed animal, etc) but settled into her bed with nary a complaint.
Where is my baby? Who is this big grown up bed-sleeping girl?!
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They grow up fast. My wife was so sad when our son moved out of his crib. It's the one piece of baby furniture we kept.
You know, I feel like I kind of cheated the system with every major milestone except nursing. It didn't take that long and wasn't that expensive to get pregnant, I never got hemorrhoids or swollen ankles, birth was fast and fairly un-traumatic, and weaning was a breeze. Now the bed thing is so easy.
It took a good two weeks to get her to nurse properly and anytime it got easy, she would grow some teeth or something, so we didn't get much slack there, and I'm going to go ahead and assume that potty training will be lengthy and filled with drama and ennui.
Let's hope that some of the turbulence around those two issues will keep us from having really painful teen years or something. :P
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