Back in February Tilly started refusing to sleep in her crib. She wouldn’t even fall asleep in my arms so I could sneak her into her crib. After one particularly exhausting night where she wouldn’t settle anywhere, out of sheer frustration, I put her down on the floor. I didn’t know what else to do! And you know what? She finally fell asleep. On her bedroom floor. The next day I pulled her mattress out of her crib and put it on the floor and she happily spent the next week sleeping on it. Which meant it was time for a big bed for our last Baby.
We immediately sold the crib so we wouldn’t be tempted to fill it with the mythical 4th baby. That’s my coping method. Get rid of all the baby stuff RIGHT AWAY.
Because I’m me, I had been hiding my childhood bed in pieces all over our house (You might recall the “Forever Basement reno” followed by the “Flood of July 2015” which didn’t allow me to EVER put anything in the basement to store). The mattress and slats were under our bed. The bed frame pieces were in the boys closet behind their dresser. We had everything we needed already! Except the pieces to put it together (also a very Rachel characteristic: I always have almost everything we need). But John is pretty handy and in no time he put that bed together. A little bit of furniture rearranging (including securing everything to the walls), a quick trip to Ikea for some bedding and we were done. Tilly’s nursery is now a big girl room.
And some details that I love: