I did it. I switched Asher from the crib to a big boy bed. It was hard for me. It took about a month for me to come to terms with it and then actually make the switch. I don't know if Asher will be my last baby (I have a feeling he will be but I want 1 more) and to say goodbye to the crib for good is a hard thing. I wasn't ready.
But Asher had other plans. He could not only crawl out of the crib but also get back in and it was just too dangerous. The first night I expected some trouble and him getting up and not staying in his room. The complete opposite happened. He said, "good night!" and that was the last I heard from him. He's never gotten out ever. He was totally ready... it was just me that wasn't. He loves his new bed. He calls the office (where he sleeps) HIS room and has totally claimed it his area. He is such a big boy now, it makes me sad.
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