Bullets of dooooooooom.
July 3, 2010
- Our child care has been on vacation for a bit, so I’ve been staying home with Hank. It’s been loads of fun, but also exhausting (full-time Stay-At-Homers, I salute you).
- I have forgotten that I have my own blog, though I’ve been trying to keep up with yours. One of you is pregnant! One of you is having a birthday today! Many of you are full of advice and commiseration and pity, and I thank you all.
- I need to thank you for your pity because we are doomed. Henry climbed out of his crib yesterday afternoon at approximately 2:30 p.m. Because he didn’t actually take an afternoon nap (too busy flossin’ his climbing skills, apparently) his bedtime would be 6 p.m. That gave me few hours to:
- Wring my hands and wonder WHAT THE FUCK TO DO ABOUT THIS SITUATION
- Do any Internet research, at all. Searches would have included: “16 months toddler bed?” “16 months too young for toddler bed?” “16 MONTHS IS TOOOOOO YOUNG FOR A TODDLER BED!!!!” “value wine tannins headache?”
- Run to Babies R Us and fill the cart with baby proofing supplies
- Determine if any of the gaggle of baby gates we have would work to block off the stairs in the upstairs hallway (we lucked out when Henry was only a few months old and found someone selling 8 (EIGHT!) baby gates on craigslist for $20, of 4 different varieties. I still haven’t figured out how 2 of them work, 1 is pretty beat, but the other 5 have come in handy)
- Disassemble the crib–with an overtired toddler breathing down my neck–and refashion it into a toddler bed
- Locate the bedrail (we used one on our own bed while co-sleeping in the early months) in the towering pyramids of baby shit in our basement (pyramids that are covered in ear wigs, by the way, THANK YOU, BUGGY MIDWEST)
- Cry. Not because my baby is in a big kid’s bed; I’m not very sentimental about such things, and the farther babyhood gets from us the happier I am, frankly. Rather: because we JUST started getting some sleep around here. Henry has been sleeping through the night for only about 2 months, and I just this week (as in, mere days before he climbed out of the crib) got him to actually nap in his crib after 6+ months of having him nap in my lap while nursing. Those few naps he took this week, where I could sit and drink a cup of coffee or do the dishes or just stare at the wall, OH! so lovely! And now…well, his ability to get in an out of bed complicates things. Goodbye, progress, familiarity! Hello, new hurdle!
- So anyway, we rushed out to get some supplies and I rebuilt the crib and…no spoilers. This is an ongoing story. We are in Day 2 of big-kid-bed and it’s way too early to talk strategy (from my end) or predict anything. I will likely write a lengthy post on this in a week or so when I have actually seen how this grand transition really works out.
- That said: Can you please, PLEASE, those of you who have been through this, reflect on it in the comments? I have too many questions to name, so just tell me anything. There are a bunch in my blog circle with kids right around Hank’s age (though they may have a year or more before they actually have to deal with this, depending on the kid) so I’m sure many are just as curious as me.
- Failing that, I need cheap wine recommendations. We have about zero dollars and zero cents to spend on “non-necessities” this summer and I’ve blown my wine budget on baby proofing supplies.