I'm sitting here wondering if I have just put my first-born to bed in his crib for the last time. In case you're new to this blog (in which case, who are you?) or you've simply been in a hole, little brother is due to arrive in 5 short weeks. My plan was always to get Jack new "big boy" furniture, but not rush the movement of the crib until I was sure we were all ready. I thought, 'why can't the crib and bed sit side by side for a while until he gets used to the idea and I decide I'm ready to brave the freedom the bed will allow?' Something happened early last week that has made me re-think the decision to wait.
Last Monday Jack decided he was ready to get up from his nap and apparently mommy was not responding quickly enough. The next thing I know I hear his door swing open and him standing at the top of the stairs calling, "Mommy?" Yes, that little stinker had managed to climb out of his crib (quite successfully...I noticed no visible injuries and heard no loud commotion). Thankfully, he hasn't done it again since, but I'm thinking we better not put off the transition in case his dissension is not so successful next time. Fortunately, the "big boy" furniture we had picked out is scheduled to be delivered tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully, this will give everyone time to get used to the new digs before baby brother arrives. We've been talking about the new bed for a while with Jack, so we're hoping he doesn't balk too badly at the change. We're also hoping he doesn't immediately realize the incredible freedom it will allow.
Speaking of little brother, we finally settled on a name for the one on the way...Sam.