Moving my toddler to a big boy bed took a few tears and quite an adjustment for all concerned.
The day Luke was born, he moved into our bedroom
. Then recently we parted ways and Mama and Dada once again got the full occupancy of their bedroom back.
I was very nervous at first. Luke’s new bed looked more like a padded cell than a big boy bed, with fluffy toys covering any sharp corners and pillows tucked in between the wall and the mattress, just in case he rolled around too much or fell off. I guess I shouldn’t have been so paranoid - he has adjusted nicely to sleeping in his own bed and hasn’t woken up with any injuries.
We decided that with the impending arrival of Luke’s little sister, it was best to move him into his own room sooner rather than later. After work we took him bedding shopping (I think Dada and I were more excited than Luke
). As we browsed through the various bedding packs, Dada was pointing out everything that had a car on it but Luke wasn’t terribly interested.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I spotted it, the duvet cover that I knew Luke would just love! I took it over to him and straight away his big blue eyes lit up as he recognized the television character from his favourite cartoon that we watch every Saturday morning: Manny. First night alone
That night when he went to bed, he was very excited and so it began. My little boy’s journey to becoming a big boy
had taken another leap forward.
I will admit that I did cry just a little that first night and I was probably up about 5 times during the night to check on him. Empty bedroom syndrome I guess you could call it. But at the end of the day, it’s all a very necessary part of Luke’s growth and development.
A warning to other mamas thinking of taking this big step – be prepared to be woken up at least twice a night.
It’s been about a month now and it’s going a lot better than I thought but Luke does wake up and stumble in our room at all silly hours of the night. Each time, he makes his way to my side of the bed and I get a soft little ‘Mama’ whispered at me. I have to roll myself out of bed without really even opening my eyes, pick him up and take him back to Manny. Don’t worry, it doesn’t take long before the little angel is fast asleep again and Mama can fall back into bed and carry on sleeping ourselves.
He and Manny are best of friends now and Saturday mornings when he wakes up, they usually have a good 5 minute chat before he comes through to our room to start our day for us. Just another step
in his adventure in becoming a truly big boy.How did the move to a big boy – or girl - bed go for you?