I wanted to post this yesterday when I couldn’t think of a post.Ã‚Â 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.Ã‚Â My 18 month-old decided to try to climb out of his crib.Ã‚Â This sent us into a flurry of activity.Ã‚Â 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.Ã‚Â 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.Ã‚Â Huffed and puffed about what was the best course of action.Ã‚Â Should we move the dresser into the closet?Ã‚Â What about the baby monitor?Ã‚Â 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.Ã‚Â Families through the ages have done this and it’s really not a huge thing.Ã‚Â Yet I sniped at my husband and lost my temper.Ã‚Â
Then the realization dawned.Ã‚Â We will only have one child and him moving from his crib to his big-boy bed was tearing at my heartstrings.Ã‚Â My little baby is fast becoming a boy.Ã‚Â And that was what I was stressed about.Ã‚Â I was grieving in a small way for the little guy who needs me for everything.Ã‚Â He’s growing and growing and becoming more independent.Ã‚Â
Ã‚Â I will probably be committed when he starts school.
Thanks Beth, a big help!Ã‚Â