Big Boy Bed

Mack climbed out of his crib at Mama C & Pop's house on Christmas Eve...and again on Christmas Day...and again the next day. So Richard & I went to Ikea and got him a big boy bed, new bedding, a bookshelf, and closet organizer. The bed is the sweetest, most adorable little thing ever. Mack has been sleeping in his big boy bed since Wednesday, December 29th.

I use the term "sleeping" very lightly. The picture above speaks volumes about bed time. This is definitely one of the more difficult chapters we've faced as parents. Nap time and bed time now involve much weeping and gnashing of teeth, quite literally. We've had several bed times that went without event but those are in the minority. As I write this, Richard is upstairs taking the 2nd shift of trying to get Mack to fall asleep and it's almost 10:00 pm. It's kind of like having a newborn again in that we do a lot of singing, rocking, and cradling Mack to sleep while he fights it with every ounce of his being.

Bless his little heart though, he's still so stinking cute. If he wakes up in the middle of the night, he shuffles into our bedroom and says "hi" in this little voice that just melts your heart. It's hard to be mad when he's so cute but, man, are we tired these days. The first morning that Mack pitter-pattered into our bedroom, Richard looked over at me and said, "You know this is what's it's really like to be parents, don't you?" We have arrived. He's not even 2 years old yet (just a few short days until his birthday, I can't believe it) but we're experiencing the fullness of what having a 2 year old means.

I plan to post more pictures of his revamped bedroom soon. We still have a little work left to do and once that's done, I'll show you all the cuteness. I hope at that time to be able to post about how well Mack is now sleeping in his bed. A mom can hope, right?