Big Girl Bed

Just after the surgery Aubrey was pure HELL to put to bed. I mean it-H.E.L.L.

She would cry and scream then cry and scream more for a  very long time. And just to top it off she would make herself vomit. I am so not kidding. What is it with my children and throwing up? Seriously. You know it's bad when my husband, who has endless patience, loses it. Yeah that's when it's bad.

Neeldess to say, something needed to give. Paul kept telling me that she needed a real bed, but I was holding onto that crib for dear life. For several ridiculous reasons really. It is hard to accept that your 2 year old is really almost 3. You brought home this baby and you loved her tiny then one day you woke up and she is telling you what to do and how to wear your hair (literally this happens) and now she needs a big bed. How did this happen? It went so fast. I am powerless to stop it.

The other reason is harder to admit. My children are 7 years apart. That's a long time. You should see the looks on peoples faces when I say "I have a 9 year old and a 2 year old". I actually told the PT Assistant that Paul knocked me up and had to marry me. It was funny and she laughed...hard. I don't regret that space because I needed that time to get over myself and my insecurities and I needed the Lord to tell me it was time for another. He did.

After Aubrey, I knew there was another one out there for us. I accepted it and have looked forward to it.  I had it in my head that #3 would come late spring of 2011. We would move Aubrey into a toddler bed and the baby to the crib. See-I had it all planned out. Instead...we took down this crib, wrapped it safely and put it in storage to wait---indefinitely.

I fully admit that when this big girl bed arrived and my baby girl was snug as a bug a big part of me wanted to cry. Two of my sister in law's and one of my best friends have kids Aubie's age and they both have little bundles of joy. Children spaced close together. It has it's own challenges and I see that, but my heart still yearns on.

However, I appreciate the nightime peace and how void of vomit our lives have been these days with a "Big Girl Bed". We did the Super Nanny method the night after we set it up and I put her back in her bed 15 times (yes I counted). It was exhausting, but it worked! For the next fews nights she would say "I shouldn't cry?" and Paul would say "No you shouldn't cry". Too cute.

Now if we could just get her to sleep past 7am. She wakes up and immediately comes in saying "It's wake up morning time, get up"..."It's not dark outside". Help us daylight savings :).