This morning as I was sleeping, I heard someone walk into my room. Several, soft footsteps. I immediately knew who it was and thought to myself, unbelievable! She be bopped in like it was no big deal. Normal. Oh, my. What are we going to do with her?
Yes, she. Miss Priss. She climbed out of her crib, walked across the house, and into my room. This was a first. She's climbed in and out of the crib before, but only with me sitting in the rocking chair next to the crib. I had playfully assisted her in and out of her crib as she climbed all over me while I was nursing her Bubba.
I thought maybe she would forget about her new trick come nap time. Well, she didn't. I put her in her crib a little before noon and went into the living room to nurse Logan. I was sitting on the couch when I heard what sounded like someone running into a door. I thought to myself, "Could it be?" I dismissed the idea until I heard her playing with the door knob trying to open the door. "Mama"... "Mama".... followed by frustrated cries. I couldn't believe it. The little toot had climbed out of her crib again. She had mastered her trick and there was no turning back. I went into her room, put her back into the crib, and told her I'd go get her some more juice. As I came back to her room, I peeked in the crack in the doorway and watched her throw her leg over the side of the crib, lower herself down on her stomach, put her feet in between the bars of her crib onto her mattress, and gracefully lower herself down to the ground.
Unbelievable!
She never took a nap. Don't know if she ever will again. And I just thought motherhood was hard! Merry Christmas, Momma!
Yes, she. Miss Priss. She climbed out of her crib, walked across the house, and into my room. This was a first. She's climbed in and out of the crib before, but only with me sitting in the rocking chair next to the crib. I had playfully assisted her in and out of her crib as she climbed all over me while I was nursing her Bubba.
I thought maybe she would forget about her new trick come nap time. Well, she didn't. I put her in her crib a little before noon and went into the living room to nurse Logan. I was sitting on the couch when I heard what sounded like someone running into a door. I thought to myself, "Could it be?" I dismissed the idea until I heard her playing with the door knob trying to open the door. "Mama"... "Mama".... followed by frustrated cries. I couldn't believe it. The little toot had climbed out of her crib again. She had mastered her trick and there was no turning back. I went into her room, put her back into the crib, and told her I'd go get her some more juice. As I came back to her room, I peeked in the crack in the doorway and watched her throw her leg over the side of the crib, lower herself down on her stomach, put her feet in between the bars of her crib onto her mattress, and gracefully lower herself down to the ground.
Unbelievable!
She never took a nap. Don't know if she ever will again. And I just thought motherhood was hard! Merry Christmas, Momma!
3 comments:
Bless your heart! It's a whole other world when they can no longer be contained! Good luck!
She MUST have heard a little voice whispering in her ear saying, "Where there is a will, there is a way and she found "that way" and we already know she has "the will" right??? How precious!! Can't Wait!!
Sounds like it's time for a toddler bed and a baby gate at the door! :)
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