I wasn’t sure what topic to write about today, but as is common, a subject from my daily life provided me with more questions than answers, and hence a blog post was born.
I went to the gym today, and returned home sweaty and in need of a shower. My mother-in-law, who was watching Faith and Jonathan, had to leave. Showering while the kids are awake is a scenario I try hard to avoid. Normally I am up and ready for the day before I go into the nursery to get them out of their cribs. But today was different.
The kids’ room is pretty well childproofed, so we headed there. The dresser is teathered to the wall, the wall plates are the child-safety kind, the door has a plastic lock in it, and all climbable furniture (except the rocker) has been removed. Jonathan was in a “rough” mood, meaning he was treating Faith like his middleweight sparing partner. For both their safety, and my sanity, I put them in their cribs with books and toys and told them I would be back in 10 minutes.
Three minutes into my sudsing, I heard a loud thump followed by a wail. And I just knew Jonathan had climbed (or fallen-depends on how you look at it!) out of his crib. The crying didn’t seem life threatening, and stopped after about 30 seconds. I was then hopeful that maybe he had just dropped a toy on the floor. Twenty seconds later a little hand pushed open the bathroom door. I could just imagine his glee “Found you mama!”
As I stood there dripping wet, I convinced him to shut the bathroom door as I remembered the gate to the top of the stairs was open. While he played on the scale, in the relative safety of the bathroom, I quickly shaved my legs while screaming inside “I AM NOT READY FOR THIS!” Toweling off, I escorted the escapee back to his room where I witnesses Faith’s efforts to follow in her brother’s footsteps. Thankfully, she is still to short to perform such a maneuver, but it won’t be long before she grows another inch or two.
I immediately sent up a red flag on my blog calling for all suggestions. And since I needed a topic to write about for HDYDI, I have decided to widen the net and utilize the rest of our readership! Here are a few questions I have been mulling:
At what age do you plan on/or did you move to toddler beds?
Once you moved to beds, could your kids remain in the same room?
What additional toddler proofing did you do?
How old is too old to be in a crib?
What are your thoughts on crib tents?
What are you best childproofing tricks and tips?
Any personal stories would be a great addition to this discussion…nothing like learning from our fellow bloggers and parents! For the record, I am going to try to keep my kids in their cribs for as long as I can do so safely. F and J are only 18 months old, and are not at all ready to have the freedom of a toddler bed. So, dear readers, this is my SOS! Or maybe I should say, SMS for SAVE MY SANITY!