Ahhhhhhh, the transition from the lovely secure cot (ie can’t get out until mum or dad let you out) to normal sized kids bed. Sure, I knew it would be tricky, but I also knew I didn’t want to move the Little Miss into a big bed until she was ready. You know, climbing out of her cot, happy to sleep on a bed at nanny’s, that kind of thing. Then we had the Little Mister. That was all good, all planned. But – the Little Mister is bigger than the Little Miss was at his age.
In fact, he is our gorgeous little Buddha really. And that means he is not going to fit in the bassinet much longer (between you and me, he could probably be in a cot already). Sob! So that means it’s Big Bed time for the Little Miss. I made a conscious effort to make her part of the process – she came with me and selected the sheets and doona cover, and she ‘helped’ her dad put the bed together. She loves helping him construct things.
However, bizarrely, she is not cooperating with the transition. I know right? A two year old with her own mind. Who would have thought. I recently asked over on Facebook if anyone had any good ideas or suggestions for this transition. So the suggestions confirmed what I had thought we would need to do. Lead her back to bed when she gets out, keep things calm, tell her it’s her bed now. And that this could go on for a week or so.
But, best laid plans and all that. The Little Mister chose this time to revert back to wanting two hourly feeds over night (no way Mister!) and I was not getting any quality sleep. Trying to stay calm and encourage a two year old Little Miss back to bed for over an hour at a time was not something we were coping with on so little sleep and she just did not seem to be ‘getting’ it.
So I’ve pulled the plug on the big bed for the time being and am working on getting the Little Mister to drop some feeds – luckily he has at least gotten over this two hourly thing! If things become dire and we need to move the Little Mister out of the bassinet, my mum has a cot at her house we can borrow. Luckily.
I think the Little Miss is just not ready for the bed yet. And you know what? That’s fine. She is only two and frankly, I’m not sure I’m ready for her to be in a big bed yet either.