Colin's Big Boy Bed

Guys, we did it. We moved our "little" Colin out of his crib and into a big boy bed. Is it just me, or does he look like a mini teenager here? Where has my baby gone? (Good thing I have another one. hehe.)

 

We decided it was time to make the switch when he started trying to climb out of his crib. He never actually made it out, but we caught him quite a few times with one leg hiked up over the side, like he was getting ready to throw himself over the edge. So, we broke out the crib conversion kit, bought some Thomas bedding to get him excited about it, and voila! Colin's big boy bed was born. Cute, right?

The first night was ridiculously smooth. Too smooth. Too good to be true. Yeah, he fell out of bed a couple times, but he snoozed right through it. On the second night, it's like he realized he had the freedom to hop right out of bed if he wanted to. CRAP. This is when the Battle of the Bed commenced. I started to dread bedtime, and so did he. We tried reading stories in bed, but somehow that got him even more riled up. He hopped out to get more books, flipped through them quickly, and then ran to get more. Oh dear goodness.

We tried singing songs. Praying together. Snuggling. Not snuggling. Anything to get him to settle down and go to sleep. What we finally learned, through trial and error and a few tough nights, was that we were trying too hard.

It was really my husband who stumbled upon the "right" way to tuck him in. He sat on the bed next to him, sang "Twinkle twinkle little star" with him one time, gave him a kiss, said goodnight, and left the room. He pulled the door until it was almost closed, just enough to peek through and check on him. Colin whined a little bit, but - wonder of wonders - did not get out! I was amazed!

Last night, it was my turn to give it a try. I did exactly what Justin had done the night before, and it worked! A little bit of whining, and then silence. He fell asleep within a few minutes! Now, I don't expect for every night to be this easy, but so far our short and sweet bedtime routine seems to be making a big difference.

I am so proud of my big boy!

And speaking of big boys, Reid will be 4 months old on Thursday. Holy moly! I will update with his 4 month stats after his appointment Friday. I may be a little biased, but there is a whole lotta handsome going on here.

 

These boys. They have my heart.

More to come!