Life with the Halls: My Big Boy & His First Night in the Toddler Bed

When did Grayson get so big? I think it might have been last night. Although the past week or so he has been so funny. He has been repeating our every word (except most of the time he refuses to try "love you") and has become so determined. If he makes up his mind that he wants something or wants to try something, he has a hard time forgetting it. I can see where the terrible twos are slowly approaching. We try to remind him not to cry over what he wants but to tell us - but that's hard too since he can't say everything he wants - so we model, model, model.

Anyways - last night our toddler baby took another big step towards growing up. On the drive home I basically decided his bigger (mostly 18 month clothes) needed to be pulled out of the closet along with his summer stuff and that some of the 6 and 9 month things that were still in his drawer needed to be put away. But along with this - I decided we needed to go ahead and rearrange his room and put the toddler bed in there. And of course - I didn't stop there. Once it was all set up and ready to go - I figured Grayson might as well go ahead and make the leap to sleeping in the toddler bed.

So Grayson's room has now become Grayson AND Bennett's room. I'm actually surprised at how spacious it still looks. I did have to move the glider out to the living room but I figured that would be ok anyways because I don't want to disturb Grayson by nursing and rocking Bennett in their room while he's sleeping. Anyways - I'm so excited that I can finally see how my boys will share the space. I guess my nesting is kicking in a little early this time around.

So here's how bedtime went:

8:00 comes. I'm thinking maybe this is a bad idea but I take Grayson to his new bed and lay him down and I sit on his little bed with him. He immediately started crying and looking around like "you're not seriously going to leave me here, are you?" but I just pushed through and started to say our prayers. I just kept wiping away his little tears and telling him he was fine. Then here comes daddy to the door. Daddy says "I'll talk with him." like he's a 13-year-old to reason with? But regardless - he sits on the bed with him and tells me to turn out the light. So I snap a picture, kiss him goodnight, and sneak off to the living room to wait it out. A few minutes later Brandon comes out and I ask if he's already sleeping. He says "no, he's just laying there." which is what he always does. He's not crying so I just silently pray that he stays there and falls asleep. Sure enough 15 minutes later I sneak in to check and he is asleep. My sweet toddler baby has become more toddler and less baby.

He did wake up once at around 1:00 and cried a bit because his paci wasn't with him. I also think he was hungry because he gulped down lots of milk. Daddy laid him back down and he slept until I woke him up packing my lunch at about 6:45.

All in all - it was so easy. Too easy really. I'm still mentally preparing for this not to work - but for now - he's doing so great! I still need to find out what daddy is telling him when he tucks him in. It must be something good. :)

Our boy's room