Friday, September 28, 2012

A Big Girl, Or A Baby?

Dear Olive, Are you a big girl, or a baby? I ask you this all the time. Not because I'm trying to trick you, but because I can't tell.

It's so cliche, but until you are a mom you won't understand the saying, "You'll always be my baby."

You are really on the brink of being too big for your crib, because remember, we have a mini crib. Sometimes I go check on you and your legs are sticking out of the side. SO, we put up a mesh side rail and showed you your new big girl bed!

You loved it and you wouldn't even let me in there. I was wondering what you were going to do in the morning once you realized you could get up on your own. It was so cute, you stood with the door opened just a tiny crack, and you peeked out for a really long time. Finally I called you, and you were so happy and came running out. The same thing happened the next morning too, but you waited even longer.

Then out of nowhere, you decided the bed scared you and you wanted back to your crib. For a few nights I was able to lay with you and get you to comply, but now if I get up you freak out and point to your crib. I'm not sure if I got rid of the crib if you'd be more ok with the bed since you wouldn't see it, but I'm also afraid that I'd regret moving it if you really wouldn't settle down.

So, for now, you're back in your crib. For now.