Transition Time
Over the last few months we have been in the process of moving the kids and their rooms around. Zac and Zoey got the bunkbeds, then we moved Zoey’s stuff into Ally’s room, painted the red wall in Zoey’s old room green for Austin, and finally we waited until I was ready to move Ally into a “big girl bed” and put Austin in a crib in his own room; the time finally came on Friday. I spent a good part of the day moving all the “girl toys” into Ally’s room and all the baby stuff into Austin’s new room (from our room and Ally’s room.) When Brandon got home we did the final thing, Ally’s crib went to Austin’s room and a twin bed got moved to Ally’s room. I was excited to have my room, and closet (this is where Austin has been sleeping) back, and for Ally to continue down the path of growing up, but I was also sad, this change was permanent. Ally will never sleep in a crib again and no longer will Austin take up permanent residence in our room, this was the beginning of a new stage, a “look back moment” as my dad so perfectly describes them. Ally won’t need me to get her when she wakes up anymore…So, though I am blinking back tears as I write this and reflect on the babies growing up, I proudly present the new beds.
You might be wondering how they are sleeping in these new beds and room, perfectly. I guess they were ready to move before I was ready to let go. I have a feeling this won’t be the last time that happens…
