He went from this (4D ultrasound at 22 weeks) to:
this...Tot at 3 days ...to
Tot started climbing out of his crib last week. Multiple times. I was afraid he'd get hurt if we let him continue to stay in his bed. So, sniff sniff, we went shopping for a big boy bed for him. When we told him about his new bed, he didn't seem too enthused. He loves his crib. Hubby and I weren't exactly enthused either. Shopping for S.'s bedroom furniture was awful. We could only find a boy's bed at one store. An expensive store. Not making that mistake again! One store only had two boy's beds, and even they looked ugly and cheap. So you can imagine how much we were not looking forward to it.
We then went to Value City Furniture. Hey, I can hope to get a deal, can't I? No luck there. Then Hubby came up with another store whereupon we bought a bed. I like it a lot. So far. It's not in the house yet.
That night Hubby took one of the sides off the crib, so Tot could get used to having a bed vs. a crib. The crib turns into a daybed, but it would be too small for Tot soon.
My mood has changed from excitement; I can decorate another room, to sadness. My baby is no longer a baby, and now that he'll have a regular bed and no crib, he'll look like the big boy that he is. No more fooling myself into believing we still have a baby in the house. Now I'm officially a mother of two big boys. Now I feel old.