As you can see, I'm obsessed with this crawling out of bed issue. I thought we'd never sleep again....or get a nap, so it wasn't looking very good on that first day.
There is good news: he's sleeping!! We're sleeping!! Life is just a bit different around here:
*He crawls out of his crib several times at bedtime and finally gives up (usually).
*He wants to sleep on the floor. On his rug, his "mat" he calls it. If he falls asleep there, Russ puts him into bed.
*We shut his door and put babyproofing knobs on the inside of his room (the closet, the bathroom, and the entry door).
*This morning I woke up because he was crying at 3:30 a.m. I went up to catch him before he crawled out and he was on the couch--downstairs in the living room, with 2 blankets.
*I'm preparing myself for a big boy bed. Ugh.
*This afternoon at naptime, I discovered that not only can he crawl out, but he can crawl in too, that little stinker!!
*I wake up with a sense of urgency in the morning. Gone are the days of making coffee and checking my email before I head upstairs to get the little guy. I dash up there before he can start turning things on and off (his CD playing, his lamp, and his nightlight are his current favorites).