Big. Girl. Bed.

The next two weeks are going to bring changes about for Jaia (and all of us).  Big changes. 

We are moving.  I can’t believe how fast it has come upon us, and if you could see the state my house is in at the moment, you’d know I’m not lying.  The ‘real’ packing only started this weekend, and with a 6 day trip to Saskatchewan scheduled between now and moving day, I can honestly say that we have definitely left things – everything – to the last minute.  Whoops.

The next two weeks will also see Jaia leaving her wonderful daycare provider.  She is very pregnant and we knew going in that this would only be a temporary situation (we were moving, she is giving birth – to her 4th child).  But it still makes me a little blue to know Jaia won’t be going there anymore.  And her new daycare provider seems wonderful, it’s just different, and sometimes change and I don’t see eye to eye.

So, knowing that jaia’s life as she knows it will be going all topsy-turvry anyway, we decided that it was as good a time as any to try her out in a big girl bed (or big girl mattress on the floor for now).  And rather than wait until she’s in a room that she’s never seen, in a house she doesn’t know, we tried it out this Saturday night.

After we took the crib apart and put the double mattress on the floor, she ran around like it was Christmas.  She could climb up on the bed, jump off, bring books in herself, plop on her back – and she did each one of those things 20 times or more. 

And when bedtime came around, she seemed a little confused, as she was suddenly not sleeping in the cosy crib she’d known for the last 17 months, but was a tiny baby on a HUGE bed.  But it was nothing a cuddle from mama and daddy couldn’t solve.  Within minutes she was off to dreamland.  And but for a few squeaks in the middle of the night, she slept peacefully all the way until morning.

The last few nights have been repeats of the the first, but with more playtime between pyjamas and lights out.  And though she still wakes a little confused in the middle of the night, she seems to really love it.  So basically, I’d say the transition was a roaring success.   And thankfully too.  We didn’t have much of a back-up plan had it not gone well. 

It’s crazy to think that my baby girl is already in a big girl bed.  Time is simply flying.