Yes my friends, Avery has transitioned into a big boy bed. While we are thrilled that Avery has a new-found level of independence, we were not prepared for how difficult it would be.
While I have been told this move can be rough for all kids, I feel as though there’s an added element of difficulty when your child is non verbal and cognitively delayed.
However, after the initial shock of no longer having the ability to squeeze in an extra 30 minutes of sleep on Saturdays wore off, we are all adjusting to our new “normal”. Yet another proud mommy and daddy ,milestone moment for the books!
A few weeks ago, we woke up to hear toys sounding off in Avery’s room. We both looked at each other; puzzled. How could he possibly be playing with toys if neither of us picked him up out of his crib yet? Not even 30 seconds later we hear the all too familiar sound of a toy being chucked across the room. We both walk to his door, slowly open it, and who do we see smiling proudly up at us from his bedroom floor but our sweet boy.
He is glowing with his new found freedom.
Although he is sometimes sleeping on the floor and is playing when he should be sleeping, each week is getting better and better. He has always been a good sleeper, and for this transition that has made all the difference. We are certainly lucky for that.
Quite possibly the cutest part of all of this was seeing how crazy proud Jeremy was that Avery had figured out how to get out of his crib and that he communicated in his own way that he was ready for a toddler bed. He couldn’t change Avery’s crib into a bed fast enough.
I hang onto those moments. The moments when a fathers love comes piercing though their eyes so much so you can almost see the beams of light.
Like most tough things in life, this transition also comes with joy. Simple, unadulterated joy.