So earlier this week, Makenzie fell out of her crib again. This time though, I was peeking through the crack in her door watching her because she was upset. I watched her literally throw herself out of the crib. She didn't climb, she was desperate and she threw herself out of the crib. I ran into her room but of course it wasn't fast enough to catch her. She got quite a little rug burn on her head but she was okay. Of course that was the end of that. She's obviously having sleep anxiety and there was no way that I was going to let her stay in her crib.
The next day, Dirk converted her 4-in-1 crib to a toddler bed and she and I went shopping for new sheets, hoping that this would entice her to sleep in her bed. She picked out a fuzzy Rapunzel blanket and carried it all over the store.
Although I was planning on sticking with it, we decided that she's just not emotionally ready for a bed yet. She's already having sleep anxiety and then add in a new sleep situation, it's just not working. So, Dirk had the great idea to put the crib back up and then keep the mattress on the floor.
It's been the perfect situation. She's still crying a bit to go to sleep but she's not desperately crying and she puts herself to sleep and stays asleep. Praise the Lord! She has been so moody and so trying these past few days. If Dirk wasn't here to help, I think I'd be out of my mind. Just another bump in this journey called parenthood. :)