A crib induced nervous breakdown

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Be careful what you wish for, or ask for, or force small children to do, because, well…

You just might have a nervous breakdown over a crib. Yes, a crib.

I’ll be dismantling the crib today and putting together the big boy bed. I am gutted. But it’s what I wanted, right?

The littlest has been going to sleep in my bed for the past few months. He sleeps just fine in the crib for nap, but when I try to put him in at night he screams his head off. After three kids I know enough to know that I do not handle screaming children at bedtime with any grace. It’s best for everyone if I just give in.

A couple of days ago I put the toddler bed mattress on the floor. He thought it was neat the first night but wouldn’t sleep in it. Yesterday for his nap he slept in it for about 5 minutes then just decided it was awesome he could explore his room. Last night I read him some stories and he fell asleep right there on the floor without much of a fuss.

He slept there all night.

This morning I heard his little voice at the top of the stairs. “Mama, I up.” He’s big enough to open his own door and smart enough to let me know he’s up. It’s time.

Thank you for the big boy bed ma’am!

So now I am faced with taking apart the bed that has cradled my three children as well as my niece and nephew and putting it on the curb. If I time it right I might even get to see it crunched up in the garbage truck. Ugh.

Your grandmother is right – they grow up so fast.