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Showing posts with label crib jumping will. Show all posts

Monday, April 12, 2010

Crib Jumper . . .

Will's crib jump the other night was not a one time thing. In fact the kid hurls himself out of it!

Friday night was pretty bad. I had put him in there for bedtime and he pitched a royal fit! He hoisted himself out by using the side of his crib and then swung the leg over. This went on several times. Finally I rocked him to sleep because...well I caved. I was being selfish and wanted some mommy time. He fell asleep.

Saturday I went to the library and got a book called Toddler 411. Again...I turn to books to help me raise my child. I can just hear my mom saying, "a book is not going to teach you anything about a kid, you have to just go through it." Well, the book gave me some sound advice. We put him in his crib at bedtime. He jumped it of course, but this time I had his old mattress on the ground next to his crib so there were no visits to night time peds. again! What I did next, I thought I would never do.

I shut the door on him. Just shut it. That is what the book said to do. Meanwhile Will is throwing toys around in his room. Then he proceeds to grab his plastic golf clubs and bangs on the door to let him out. I felt like I was ferberizing him all over again. He was crying pitching a fit but he thought he could have it his way and that I would come rescue him. Believe me. I felt horrible. I hate to hear him cry. But after about 40 minutes off full on tantrum. He fell asleep. It was the cutest thing ever to go into his room and see him laying on top of all of his blankets and snuggling with his Alfred(lovey). Put him in his crib and said tomorrow we take apart the crib and transform it into his toddler bed. Major sadness.

We got his toddler bed all ready for him and unfortunately Lew was working so bedtime was on me. I put him in there and of course he was not too happy with me. But I made sure to take out the golf clubs! He fell asleep within 10 minutes, right by the door. I moved him to his new bed and he curled into a little ball. This morning he did not jump out of his bed. He waited for me. The baby in him was giving at least that to me.

So sad. My baby is growing up. I guess I thought he would be in the crib for longer. How did you transition your little ones into a big kid bed? Did you have some major melt downs like us?