Well folks, Madi is now eight months old and quite frankly, ready for her own room. She is certainly beyond needing night time feedings, but she still likes to wake up periodically for snuggles. But then again, so does Grayson. Regardless, she needs her own space, so let the juggling begin.
We have three bedrooms allocated to us. Brooklyn was in one. Grayson in the other, and we kept Madi's corner crib in our bedroom. We shuffled around different ideas of who could room together and how to best fit cribs and beds and whatnot and ultimately have decided to think of the two bedrooms as more of a complete nursery area. So now Madi's crib shares space with Brooklyn's toys and clothes. We call it the dressing room. Brooklyn's bed is in Grayson's room (which you would think is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to him!). Grayson's room is also home to his toys, and his dresser and closet that he shares with Madi. The vacant corner in our room (where Madi's crib used to be) is now command central for diaper changing. That move was necessitated by Grayson learning how to climb up the changing table. *SIGH* He's a climber. And a jumper. A dangerous combination.
Grayson goes to bed around 7, and Brooklyn follows around 8. He can't have any light (or he won't stay in bed) and she uses multiple nightlights, including the hallway or bathroom. So it may get tricky. Our plan is to put Grayson to bed and give him time to fall asleep. Then move Brooklyn in. If for some reason he is difficult about going to bed, she can always fall asleep in our bed (which she actually prefers) and then we can move her. Last night, Brooklyn fell asleep in mom's bed since Dad was out of town. When he did arrive home, he moved her into her bed. This morning, Grayson woke her up. I heard a snippet on the monitor before leaving for an early meeting.
Grayson: Sissy! Sissy! A bed! Sissy!
Brooklyn (sleepily): Grayson, go to your bed!
She's been waking us up early since before she could walk, so it's about time she got a taste of her own medicine!
We have three bedrooms allocated to us. Brooklyn was in one. Grayson in the other, and we kept Madi's corner crib in our bedroom. We shuffled around different ideas of who could room together and how to best fit cribs and beds and whatnot and ultimately have decided to think of the two bedrooms as more of a complete nursery area. So now Madi's crib shares space with Brooklyn's toys and clothes. We call it the dressing room. Brooklyn's bed is in Grayson's room (which you would think is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to him!). Grayson's room is also home to his toys, and his dresser and closet that he shares with Madi. The vacant corner in our room (where Madi's crib used to be) is now command central for diaper changing. That move was necessitated by Grayson learning how to climb up the changing table. *SIGH* He's a climber. And a jumper. A dangerous combination.
Grayson goes to bed around 7, and Brooklyn follows around 8. He can't have any light (or he won't stay in bed) and she uses multiple nightlights, including the hallway or bathroom. So it may get tricky. Our plan is to put Grayson to bed and give him time to fall asleep. Then move Brooklyn in. If for some reason he is difficult about going to bed, she can always fall asleep in our bed (which she actually prefers) and then we can move her. Last night, Brooklyn fell asleep in mom's bed since Dad was out of town. When he did arrive home, he moved her into her bed. This morning, Grayson woke her up. I heard a snippet on the monitor before leaving for an early meeting.
Grayson: Sissy! Sissy! A bed! Sissy!
Brooklyn (sleepily): Grayson, go to your bed!
She's been waking us up early since before she could walk, so it's about time she got a taste of her own medicine!
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