She's been a crib jumper for months, mostly she would just tire herself out and it was no big deal. Last week she got her leg stuck and let out a horrible scream, she was alright but it could have been bad. That was a nap, that afternoon I ran out and bought her a mattress. I had her bedding already and we did order her a bed but we ended up not keeping it. I am happy with it like this for now, she is sleeping on the mattress on the floor and she can't fall out and get hurt.
I knew it would be a big change for her and change is scary. I stayed with her, I had to get up and look for batteries for her night light, in those few minutes she ended up sitting in the furthest corner of her bed crying out of fear. I came in and we snuggled, she kept reaching out to make sure I was still there. I assured her through my tears, I wish I had someone to assure me. Eventually, after a few times out of her bed she started to feel comfortable. I got up and told her that she was such a big girl and that I was so proud of her. I let her know I would be right outside of her door and said good night. She fell asleep quickly after that.
Between that, the potty training (which she is a total rock star with) and turning 2 it's just too much. It's too much for me that is, she's doing amazing. How is it possible? Wasn't I just telling you all that I was pregnant with her?