Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Moving to a Toddler Bed and the Terrible Twos

In 2012, we lovingly prepped a little boy's nursery in preparation for Connor's arrival. I have always loved his room. He is my last baby and I've tried to cherish every moment of his first few years. But he's suddenly decided he's a big kid. In the past few months, his nursery has been transformed into a big boy room and he has decided he wants to do everything Grace does. In some ways this has been great, in others not so much. Let's start with the good shall we? :)

In November, I put him down for a nap awake in his crib and went to take a shower. A few minutes later I heard a large "BOOM" and then crying. I ran into his room to find him standing next to the door in tears. He was fine, just a little shaken up. He had only just turned two and I was no where near ready to move him to a toddler bed. He slept fine in his crib that night and I thought may be it was just a fluke. Sure enough the next day the exact same thing happened. My hope that it had just been an accident was dashed and we decided it was time to make the transition. On November 19th, his crib front came off and he was officially in a toddler bed.

Overall the transition is going pretty well. Nap times are a struggle but he sleeps nearly 11 hours straight each night so it's hard to complain. He loves reading books in his bed and loves it even more during our bedtime routine when Grace snuggles with him and we read our bedtime stories.



For Christmas, I was able to get him a train table in great condition for free. A woman posted in a Facebook sale group that she just wanted it out of her house and I was first to respond. It has a few stickers on the side and one spot worn off on the top but it's still very functional. I was able to get several sets of nice wooden tracks at the fall JBF sale and several nice Chuggington sets at the US Toy sidewalk sale. I set everything up on Christmas morning and he ran right to it. He actually refused to open any of his other gifts because he was having so much fun with his train.


So a couple of days after Christmas we made the big room transition. The rocker moved into our room and the train table took it's place.

His nursery:

His big boy room:


The addition of the train table certainly didn't help with nap time any. I frequently hear him in his room playing with trains instead of sleeping but if he's in his room being quiet, I'll take it.

While the bedroom transition went way better than I expected it to, our daily life has gotten harder. He is in the full blown terrible twos and most days you'll find me frustrated from his constant tantrums. Like most two year olds, he has two modes, happy and very angry. There's not much in between. He wants to do everything Grace does and gets really frustrated when he's not allowed to. He screams when he has to be carried in a parking lot or store while Grace gets to walk. But he is a runner and will not hesitate to bolt away from me the second I put him down. He hates having to ride in the cart while Grace gets to walk and sticking him in the stroller always ends up in a tantrum. It's honestly hard to take him anywhere by myself right now because he is so fast. He wants to stay at preschool and frequently throws a fit when we have to drop Grace off. The teachers know him and always give me a knowing smile when I'm trying to carry him out kicking and screaming. I know it's just a phase but it's certainly a trying one. He gets to watch Netflix on my phone when we're out and about more often than I'd like to admit. We've gotten some dirty looks about it but really, which would you rather have, a happy kid watching Octonauts on silent or a screaming raging two year old?

Overall he's such a sweet, funny, happy guy and I know we're not supposed to wish away their precious childhood, but I am ready to be done with the tantrum two year old phase!


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