I have to admit that I cried over this news. Never mind the fact that when Jansen was a baby he had already moved to a big boy bed at 18 months and that Lachlan is now 2 1/2. He is my last baby. I wasn't quite emotionally ready for this change yet. Especially not when I was forced into it by the flood.
I took these last photos of Lachlan posing in his bed before we took it down.
And here he is in his big boy bed. Doesn't it look HUGE for that tiny little body? Well, it is. He loves it. He asked for us to take down the railing after a week. And I'm just fine now.
2 comments:
Brave Mom! I rushed Elizabeth out of her crib, and look at her now--she's still tired because she hasn't slept well since then. Actually I think she was about Lachlan's age--it's a traumatic moment to put away our baby things for the last time.
I totally get emotional over stage ending stuff like this. Esp when forced. Having to stop nursing Mark due to this pregnancy: Not sure if I will ever really get over that.
You both are brave!
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