Big Girl...Whoops

Little Grace is pretty adaptable and laid back. She is used to getting carted around to all of Palmer's activities and being woken from a nap for Palmer's school pick up.  So, to say that I'm surprised about our turn of events over the last two weeks is an understatement.

When cousin Charlie was ready for a crib, I offered Grace's as I had plans to start transitioning her room to a big girl room.  We planned to convert the kids' sleeping quarters/closets to proper rooms this summer by raising the roof, adjusting some walls, and adding windows.  What better time to move a new big girl bed and decor into her "new" room?

Unfortunately, we got word that our contractor was postponing us on his schedule for a much bigger project.  (We are fuming and reassessing what's next on our house remodel list- probably a master bathroom for now.  Ugh.)

Nevertheless, I decided to stick with the plan of converting Grace from a crib to a big girl bed.  She already had a side rail on her crib instead of the normal raised crib, so I thought this would be a breeze.

And it was- at first.  Grace smiled, jumped around on her bed, and then went to bed easily the first night.

However, who knows what goes on in these little children's heads.  Every night has gotten worse and worse.  Grace has never had a sleep issue in her entire life and all of a sudden she is screaming bloody murder about getting in, refusing to lie down if she is in bed, or getting out and sleeping on the floor by her closed bedroom door.

On the night of the 4th of July, Grace resisted lying down and literally fell asleep sitting up.

Say...what?? We've been working with her every nap and bed time for nearly two weeks now- bribery, taking away lovies if she continues to cry, adding a sippy cup of milk to her bed (potential eww!)  So strange.

The crib is gone and we will get thru this.  Last night was a little better and I am hopeful this phase quickly turns a corner.

Meanwhile, we thought we could knock out potty training this month, too.  That is going about equally as well.  I ask Grace if she wants to use the big girl potty like Palmer.  Her response? "That's Palmer's potty.  I do diapers."

Sheesh.  One thing at a time.  We will try potty training later...

-Bethany