Well, my darling Bunny has made a move to the big leagues- the toddler bed. Yup, another one bit the crib sleeping dust this week. Kind of sad, huh? I know, I did almost shed a tear as I disassembled that mother f***er of a crib for the 5th time. (We renovated a few years back and had to move the crib from room to room while work was going on. And OF COURSE the crib was .25 inches to wide to fit between the door. So, needless to say, I am a skilled crib put togetherer and take aparter.) I posted about Bunny's move on Facebook and my friends actually noted that "it must be time for another one" and "uh oh, better get moving on #3". What? THAT was not a prerequisite of the move to the bed. I mean, as noted
here, we are considering a 3rd, but ummmm, not right now. Thanks.
Anyway, this whole thing came about rather quickly. You see, Bunny became an advanced, Olympic level gymnast almost overnight. While she did fall out twice earlier in her daredevil life, those falls did in fact scare her enough to not try again (at least for another few months). However, a few days ago after about 2 weeks of nightly gymnastics routines, visits to our room, Polly Pocket playdates at 3am in Sweetpea's room, getting up to help her, yelling for me at the gate I installed at her doorway, bad sleep for everyone and a final maneuver that resulted in a very close call with a foot stuck in the slat and an almost broken ankle, I had finally had enough and decided a bed was the only way to go.
Now Bunny really has been giving me a run for my money lately, so I was pretty much anticipating the worst once we made the big move. I had visions of whining and wailing in the wee hours for nights on end. Naps that would cease to exist. Havoc being wreaked in her bedroom. But, it had to be done, she was on the verge of a potential ER visit.
So, the next day I went online to see where I could get one of these bad boys.
I did find one I liked at BRU and also one at a local children's furniture store, but it was about $30 more than the BRU version. Of course my BRU did not have it in stock, so we were going to have to drive 40 minutes away to the next BRU that apparently had aplenty. Damn. My husband decided it was worth the $30 and off we went to get the local store. When I arrived they told me the one they had was new but not new in a box. In fact there was no box. Ok, whatever.
Me: Is it broken? Is it damaged? Does it have all the pieces I need to put it together?
Nice Lady in the store: Yup!
And bonus, they were giving it to me for $100! Yippy skippy! So, I loaded it into the back of my SUV and headed home with Bunny and Sweetpea to put it together. I would like to note it was deluging that day. We arrive home and I run the pieces into the house and out of the rain. The three of us truck upstairs to Bunny's room and I start assembling. Easy enough. But then, crap- no more of those round nut thingys that fit into the holes for the screws to go in tightly. WTF? AND, I noticed a large piece of the wood finish is missing. This was freakin' broken, damage AND missing parts. So, I get my mean Mommy voice on that phone pronto and tell that nice store lady this piece of junk is on the way back. Thanks for the discount but no thanks. I'll get a new one for $100, 40 minutes away.
I pack it up, then call my husband.
ME: Guess what Sweetheart! You are off to the 40 minutes away BRU.
He's thrilled. He finally arrives home with Bunny's new bed and I ship them all off to watch Max and Ruby. I needed my bed crafting privacy. When I summon them all back for photos and the big "first sleep", I am a nervous wreck. What will this kid do???
This is what I was imagining this:
or this:
But...
wait for it...
wait for it...
she went to sleep. Just laid down and went to sleep. Of course, I should have know Bunny would just love this bed concept. I should have had way more faith and the hutspah to make the leap to a bed sooner. Geeez. She looks like a precious little doll in her doll bed. She will rearrange her stuffed animals and maybe look at a book but basically she puts her head on her pillow and just goes to sleep... and praise the good Lord, I am still getting 2-3 hour naps from her too! I need those naps as much as my wine.
