I didn’t plan it this way. And I’m not particularly proud of where we are. But at this point, “it is what it is,” as they say, and I’m hoping we’re none the worse for wear in the long run.
At just over 4 ½ years old, our girls are still in their cribs. I’m not talking about toddler beds with the side rail, either. Cribs.
I can explain.
I know a lot of moms transition their children to toddler beds when their kiddos start climbing over the sides of the crib. To date, our girls have never tried to escape their beds, so I didn’t have that as an impetus to make a change.
Knowing our girls couldn’t stay in their cribs forever, I had said I would transition them to toddler beds when they stopped napping. My thinking was that the girls would stay in their beds at nighttime, but I was worried that the lure of playing when they were supposed to be napping – having access to their bookshelf – would be too much. Much to my great surprise, the girls napped until just a couple of weeks ago!
So…that’s how I wound up with my 4 ½-year olds still in the same beds they’ve had since infancy.
We’re moving to a new house in a few weeks, so we’ve decided to make the transition then. I’m hopeful it won’t be too bad…but I’ll admit I’m really, really nervous.
Like many things I’ve dreaded (potty training, taking down the baby gates, dispensing with highchairs, just to name a few), I know the anticipation and worst case scenarios that play in my head can be the worst of the entire experience.
I’m trying not to drive myself crazy, and I’m certainly trying not to project any nervousness onto the girls. They’ve always been great sleepers, and I should expect that will continue, right??? (Please tell me I’m right!!!)
We took the girls to the furniture store to pick out their new beds. They seem very excited, so I hope that will be a big part of keeping them where they’re supposed to be.
Between that and our “OK to Wake” clock [a life-changing product that deserves its own post], I hope that the girls will go to bed after our nighttime routine, and get up when their clock turns green, as they’ve done for the past two years.
So…while my lower back is really looking forward to not lifting 35 pounds of baby in and out of their cribs twice a day, I can’t stop thinking about some awful scenarios, like a midnight raid on the art supplies, resulting in mural painting on the bedroom walls.
Am I overthinking this? Does anyone else have experience moving older kids to big-kid beds? Any tips and tricks for making this a smooth transition?
MandyE is mom to 4 ½-year old fraternal twin girls, Baby A and Baby B. She overthinks virtually every parenting decision, and she blogs about it (and various other adventures) at Twin Trials and Triumphs.