Khloe, you got your big girl bed this week! This is a BIG moment! And almost too big for me to write about. Mostly I have been in denial that this chapter of your life - your first two and a half years of life - are over. After all, you are my baby! My baby! You're not supposed to be a big girl yet. Or ever. This week has been very emotional for me. Why is it for a mom? Is it a mom thing, or is it just me? Aaron handled it so differently; the dismantling of the crib did not symbolize the passing of time for him, the closing of a chapter, the loss of innocence. Nope, it just meant finding one more place in the house to store something big. He chided me, "She's ready, you're not". "Well, what if she's not!" Okay, so yeah. Maybe he is right. Khloe loved her crib and surprisingly, for as much as this girl likes to run, escape, climb and generally be a daredevil monkey, she never once tried to climb out of her crib. (I still can't figure out why this never crossed her mind). She sleeps soundly, she puts herself to sleep, she never wakes up at night. So, why in the world were we going to fix something that wasn't broken? Why ruin something that's working so well? I tormented myself with these thoughts as we were rolling the queen size box spring in the front door.
Yet, we've been talking about this moment for awhile now. We (I) knew it was coming and was quite excited about it. We talked a lot about it with you too and you were excited about it too. Goodness, you were probably tired of hearing us talk about it! I guess I just never realized what the moment would feel like when it actually came time. And when it did come time, I pushed back at it. Well, Kayla was two and a half before she went in her big girl bed... "And Khloe will be two and a half in 3 weeks" Aaron pointed out. My line of logic backfired. I was out of time, and excuses.
Khloe, I want this for you, but at the same time I don't. I know that doesn't make any sense. I'm happy to see you growing up and while that brings so many fun new exciting things, it's big moments like this that cause me to reflect on how my baby is becoming big.
As I mentioned earlier, this transition has been effortless for you, you ask to go to bed, you stay in bed (shocking!), you don't fight getting into bed (also, shocking!) and you've woken up singing every morning. Your big girl bed must be a happy place! You just look so little in your bed! You're just this tiny, tiny dot in a sea of duvet and sheets and blankets! It makes me sad that you have to be by yourself in such a large space!
But all of this has opened a new chapter that we are happy about. You slept together in the same bed at Grandpa and Grandmas, and then at home too. This text from my mom melted my heart! Picturing you two cuddling together in bed keeping each other warm and safe made my heart smile! Yes, this is how everything should be. Welcome to your big girl bed Khloe!
Out with the old...
In with the new!








