March 30, 2006

Good night, sleep tight; let’s move the crib into our room tonight. . .

It was inevitable.  Lil C had completely outgrown her cradle.  It was time for her to move into her crib.  So, I did what any mentally sound mother would do. . .

I made my husband completely dismantle the crib, piece by painstaking piece (It is from IKEA after all), and move it into our bedroom.  I honestly don’t even know why we bothered making a nursery.  I mean, it HAD to be done before I gave birth, in a four day frenzy of paint fumes and exhaustion (otherwise known as intense nesting), but for what?  The glider has been moved from the nursery to the master bedroom, and now the crib has followed. 

I am happy to report that Lil C is sleeping quite well in her crib.  I made my husband move the crib to our room because while Lil C could roll from her back to her belly, she wasn’t able to get back again.  That was, until last week, about two minutes after he moved the crib into our room.  Now, as soon as I lay her down she flips over onto her belly and she sleeps like a dream.  Yeah, yeah, "back to sleep" and all that other good stuff; but the kid can roll like a champ now so I’m not concerned. 

Speaking of which, when I left Lil C for a whole 30 seconds to go to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, this happened. . .

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When I left the room to make my tea, Lil C was on her quilt over by the toy next to the blue sofa.  No, not the centipede toy, not the plastic keys, she was playing with the complicated looking toy way over in the back of the picture, on her back.  Is it just me, or does she look as surprised as I was when I returned to the room?  But I digress. . .

This whole crib sleeping thing marks the first time that one of my offspring has slept in a crib all night long.  Big I had the same crib, but she never slept in it.  She always slept in our bed.  When she turned two, we bought her a full size mattress and put it on the floor.  She’s a long kid and after two years of sharing a bed with her, my husband and I knew that a twin bed would not ever work for her.  While my husband and I prefer to put our heads on the pillows, Big I thought that Mommy’s back made a nice place to grind her head into and Daddy’s nether regions were a more than appropriate place for middle of the night leg slams.  (It’s a wonder Lil C was even able to exist after the abuse he took.) 

While we loved sharing a bed with Big I, we also equally love the fact that Lil C is perfectly fine sleeping on her own.  She has always been a great sleeper and slept through the night at 3.5 weeks.  And no, it wasn’t because we were putting ground beef in a bottle for her.  (Seriously, I know someone who did that!)  The kid gets her food the most natural way possible and always has; she just happens to be in love with sleep about as much as I am. 

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