My humble pie, that is. Although, I’ve always imagined humble pie would taste like mincemeat and I hate mincemeat. Actually I don’t think I’ve ever tried it, but naming a dessert “meat” is a tragedy to the dessert. Can you make it mostly ice cream? Thanks.
Second night in the Big Girl Bed was a bit of a non-starter. As in she adamantly refused to even lay down in the bed. We each tried for quite a while and we could not, for the life of us, convince her to sleep in the big bed.
So I caved and put her in her crib. But we only kept her there until she fell asleep, then we moved her to the big bed. And there she slept until she woke up at 6 am and realized that she had been duped. I had to put her back into the crib because I wasn’t waking up at 6. Sorry honey. She even volunteered to watch tv while we slept, but I’m not sure I trust a two year old to babysit herself quite yet. Nice offer though.
I was really upset last night by her refusal. I felt defeated and deflated by her change in attitude and I couldn’t stop thinking about whether or not giving in was the right thing to do. I know it was only day two and day one was simply a moment of good luck, but it still stung. A lot.
Should we have given in? I certainly don’t want to make the bed a punishment and forcing her to stay (somehow…I don’t even know if that would have been possible. Straps? A guard dog? Drugs?) most definitely would have done that.
Should we be weaning her from the crib to the bed? Or is cold turkey best? Should we disassemble the crib so she has no other option?
Is this one of those instances where the solution will differ from child to child?
Anonymous Husband had a good point last night when he was trying to make me feel better about the situation. He reminded me that her crib has been her bed for her entire life and it is comfortable and safe and what she knows. He also reminded me how poorly I sleep in hotel beds or in guest beds in other people’s homes. This is the exact same thing. The first night was a novelty to her. There was this pretty “flower bed”, as she calls it, and we were hyping it up like candy, so of course she would want to give it a try. But now that she’s tried it, she’ll take what’s familiar, please.
So I don’t know what to do. I knew this was going to be a process; that’s why we started 3 months before New Baby is due. We don’t want the baby to arrive and have Eirinn feel like the baby is stealing the crib and her room from her. We wanted her totally used to her new accommodations. The last thing any of us needs is another reason for Eirinn to resent the arrival of her competition.
This morning she promised us that she will try the Big Girl Bed again tonight. AH convinced her (at least for the moment) that the crib is for babies and that she is such a big girl now that she should try sleeping in the bed. But…she’s two. I’m sure she’ll renege.