Guest Blogger–sister Beth

I wanted to post this yesterday when I couldn’t think of a post.  My sister Beth had this idea and I thought it was a good one–to have her guest blog…So here goes:

Yesterday was not really a momentous day–except to my family.  My 18 month-old decided to try to climb out of his crib.  This sent us into a flurry of activity.  We had to convert the crib to a day-bed and make extra sure everything in the room was baby-proofed.

We changed the plugs to child safety outlets covers.  Re-arranged the furniture to prevent the monkey from climbing, and replace the nightlight with a special saftey version.

Through it all my husband and I argued.  Huffed and puffed about what was the best course of action.  Should we move the dresser into the closet?  What about the baby monitor?  Through it all I become increasingly stressed out and emotional in a manner totally disproportionate to the matter at hand.

I could not figure out what the big deal was.  Families through the ages have done this and it’s really not a huge thing.  Yet I sniped at my husband and lost my temper. 

Then the realization dawned.  We will only have one child and him moving from his crib to his big-boy bed was tearing at my heartstrings.  My little baby is fast becoming a boy.  And that was what I was stressed about.  I was grieving in a small way for the little guy who needs me for everything.  He’s growing and growing and becoming more independent. 

 I will probably be committed when he starts school.


Thanks Beth, a big help! 


7 thoughts on “Guest Blogger–sister Beth

  1. Oh my, I can so relate to this. I posted something similar on my own blog today about dealing with my son growing up. He’s three-and-a-half. What I wouldn’t give to turn back the clock and spend more time appreciating the miracle of him instead of worrying and complaining so much.

  2. OMG…we’re *really* lucky…ian is almost 2 and hasn’t figured this out yet. but, he’s trying. (he’s into everything, all the time, anyway, so most of the plug-guard kind of stuff, we’re down with already.) the part i’m not looking forward to is how bedtime will have to turn itno 45 minutes of ritualization, just to keep him from getting up and running up and down the hall. i can’t endure the sameness…i’m a spontaneous creature.

    i can completely relate to the independence thing. i’m going through “cuddle withdrawal” as we speak because he now hates being held. i worry that eventually, he’ll just get surly and turn on me completely like the older two (9 and 11) have…

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