Thursday, February 21, 2008

Extreme Makeover: Toddler Edition

There have been some big changes in Abby's life lately. She's been ready for them for a long time, but second children tend to get forgotten in the area of developmental milestones. My precise and scientific research has determined that many moms tend to get a little sloppy with subsequent children after micro-managing every detail of their firstborns life.

It's a fancy way of compensating...and ensuring previously referenced subsequent children have good reasons for the therapy they'll inevitably need in the future.

It's all for a good cause.

Abby has probably been ready to be potty trained since she turned 2. I, however, found it much easier to keep her in diapers rather than worry about finding pottys for two preschoolers while out and about. But, Christmas break was upon us and it seemed like the perfect time to stay home for a few days and just get it all over with. Though anyone who knows us can attest to the fact that she was adamant about NOT training. "I not big girl, mama. I still a little girl. I no want to go on the potty."


After three straight days of not leaving the house (and going commando) I had myself a fully potty trained 2 1/2 year old. All it took was a few princess stickers and 2 or 43 bags of M&Ms.


I patted myself on the back for awhile and then realized there was one more milestone that I've been putting off. The big girl bed. Abby has been perfectly fine in the crib. She never tried to climb out - which actually came as a shock to me because of her spunky personality.

Trust me, I'm not complaining.

We moved Drew to the big boy bed when he was 18 months old. Abby was on the way and she was going to need a crib. So, on the big night we put him in the bed, he looked at us like we were crazy, cried for 11 seconds, and then went straight to sleep until the next morning.

Done.

Even better, he doesn't come out of his room once he's tucked in to bed. He stays there all night and calls me in the morning when he's ready to get up. He doesn't get out of the bed until I come into the room - obviously, we are quite proud.

And, smug.

So, I just knew that Abby would give me a headache in this department. It was too easy with Drew. I KNEW she wouldn't stay in bed, would come find us in the middle of the night, and then wake up way too early in the morning demanding cartoons and sugary cereal. I envisioned sleepless nights while I went all Supernanny on my child just so I could get some peaceful sleep.

Clearly I wasn't over thinking this at all.

I've had Abby's bedding (terrific sale at Pottery Barn Kids) for almost a year, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. Then Abby started asking for a bed. She began asking me to lay out a big blanket with a pillow so she could pretend she was sleeping in a big bed. It all came down to this very picture...






And I knew she was ready.

So, Matt painted the room a perfect shade of green and we got the bed all put together for her. She was ecstatic!

























And, can I just tell you? She has stayed in there every night. She doesn't run out 32 times asking for water, come look for us in the middle of the night, or wake us in the wee hours of the morning. She has totally followed in her brother's sweet footsteps.


She jumped into the bed that first night and she made the transition better than I ever could have imagined.


She's probably saving all of the trouble for her teenage years.
Lucky us.








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