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Monday, May 24, 2010

Big Girl Bed


Today is a HUGE milestone for Amanda. I have been trying to talk her into a big girl bed for what seems like forever. We moved Abi to a big girl bed when she was just about a year old and she was so excited, transferred with absolutely no problem. Amanda has not wanted to part with the pack 'n play. We have been talking about it more these past few weeks, but she has not been interested. Actually, her answer is consistently, "No, I don't think so." I was beginning to think it would never happen.

Today at nap time, she said, "No mommy. I want to sleep over there." I jumped at the chance to actually get her to get in the big girl bed! She put her head on the pillow, nestled in, asked for help getting the covers up and then sat up and asked for her animals. I put the couple of animals she has in her bed in the big bed. She snuggled back in, sat up and looked around. I asked her if she wanted her pillows and she said yes. So I got those, put them the way she likes them and stayed with her for a bit. I finally had to leave because she kept sitting up and talking to me. She cried for a while, but then all of a sudden it was quiet. I walked in and this is what I saw:

Ahhhhh.... She sleeps....

Sweet girl. She slept less than an hour and woke up absolutely crying and upset, but she slept. Daddy came home and was excited about the big girl bed too. When the girls were playing and distracted, he went in and took the pack 'n play down! I was thinking maybe we would give it a couple of days, but I guess Daddy was ready for the bed to go buy buy. I have to admit, I was not sad at all to see it go.... out the door. They have so much more space in there now!!!

Then came bedtime. At first, everything seemed to be going just fine. Abi had already gotten all of her questions out of the way and Amanda didn't seem to notice. Until it came time to actually get in bed. "Where's my bed?" she asks. "Right there" I answered as I pointed to the big bed. "No, I don't want to sleep there" was Amanda's response. I told her I would lay with her for a little bit and she wasn't thrilled, but okay with it. Until she realized that she really was going to have to stay there.

When I finally went out, there were some tears. I knew there would be, so I waited a little bit. Then Mark went in to talk to her and try to calm her to. She didn't like that either. He came out and we let her cry a little more. Then I heard a crash. I went running!! She is in the bed, was reaching for a lamp and knocked it onto the tile floor. YUP! I picked it up and something came pouring out of the lamp. I called for Mark to help - it was dark and I couldn't see what it was. I set the lamp up, ran over to turn the light on and the lamp was fine. She had also knocked over a little "prayer pot" that had Easter grass in it. That is what I felt falling from the lamp. PHEW! Mark unplugs the lamp so we can take it out of the room, I look over at Abi to see how she is doing and she is passed out! Totally sleeping through all of my yelling to the other room for help, flipping all the lights on, Amanda screaming because the lamp scared her and she also knows she was doing something she shouldn't..... Abi never even flinches. I even said out loud (and fairly loud), "Abi's sleeping!" I am thankful she still didn't flinch or wake up. Everything happened so fast my head was spinning.

I finally get Amanda back down, but she doesn't want me to leave. I stayed with her for quite a while. Every time I would get up to go, she would say, "No mommy! Don't go!" I finally picked her up, here face full of tears, and showed her around the room. I pointed out that everything she new, the music, the closet, the door, the desk, Abi, etc., were all still in the same place, she would just see them from "there" - the big bed. She said, "Oh. OK." Then I showed her a couple of other things in the room, explained again that she would just see them from "there" and she giggled and said, "Oooooohhh. Ok mommy." She leaned over for the bed and said, "Sanks, mommy." I laid her down, covered her up and told her I would check on her after I finished the dishes. She added, "..and the laundry." I laughed and agreed. When I went to check on her, she was as peaceful as could be..... asleep on her big girl bed.

What a difference perspective makes on a situation. Sometimes we get so used to seeing things a certain way we can't get settled or rest well when we have to look at the same thing from a different view point. Sometimes it is the same thing, just a different angle.





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