Brushing Teeth

Logan has been happily brushing his teeth for several months now, but I took this pic the other day as he was dressed and looking super cute doing it!

Logan's 15 month checkup

Logan turned 15 months exactly one week after Carter was born...so needless to say his doctor visit was post-poned a bit past 15 months, but no biggie. Last Monday (at 15 months 2 weeks) I took Logan for his checkup. I was able to get an appointment with Dr. L, as I like him the best thus far, but I had to drive to the office a half hour away. I thought this would work great as Logan could nap on the way, have a couple minutes in the waiting room to wake up and be refreshed. It was a nice thought...

With 2 children I understand that it takes a bit more to get ready and out the door. So I have been trying to plan to leave at least 15 minutes earlier, so worst case scenario, I leave 'on-time'. So far, it works well and we'll see how it continues. This past Monday that is just what happened - we left 'on-time' and arrived in the parking lot giving us only 5 minutes to unload, walk in, pay and sit. Not wanting to lug in the double stroller for the short walk into the office building (and knowing that their rooms are not always condusive to fitting big strollers), I opted to carry both boys. Honestly, I normally wouldn't carry Logan (and yes, I know, only a few weeks after having a c-section I understand that I shouldn't really be carrying Carter in his carseat, much less Logan as well, in my other arm...but I feel great, have zero pain and a Mom's gotta do what a Mom's gotta do). So I got Carter's seat out, then tried to wake a sleeping toddler so he might try to 'walk' in...but I just ended up carrying him as him walking in the cold after being woken, will definitely not be a fast pace. I truck it inside - keep in mind that Logan still really hasn't woken up and is wobbly in my arms. As I walk in, an older lady commented to me that 'you Moms have to be really strong these days'. I chuckle, say 'yeah' and smile.

We get inside the building and pop into the pediatric door. I check Logan in and pay our co-pay. Now trying to be as prepared as possible, I was smart enough in the car to remember that we had a co-pay and thinking ahead thought how much time it would take me to put Carter and Logan down, take my 'hands free' diaper bag off my back, search for my wallet and pull out my money...so I took the money out in the car and put it in an easily accessible pocket. Well, at check-in, Logan really was just waking up and when I attempted to put him down he got whiny, so I was feeling pretty proud of myself for making my co-pay easily accessible. Okay, we then go to sit in the 'well-visit' area (since I don't want to put any of us near the germy kids that are there because they are sick). I saw another girl in there so I knew that we'd have time to sit down, take coats off, familiarize ourselves with where we were and I could explain to Logan what is about to happen....no such luck. My bum was halfway to my seat and they call 'Logan'. Ack. So off we go to the doctor office. Naturally, the nurse does half the checkup, so I can't even use the time waiting for the doctor to ease Logan in. (For the record, in the past he never really cries at the doctor office with the small exception of 15 seconds after he gets a shot...but who wouldn't cry?)

The nurse instructs me to strip Logan down to his diaper. Logan wasn't pleased with this. Amidst his whiny/crying/short bursts of screaming, she is asking me all kinds of questions...how much milk does he drink (which I apparently still need to cut back a bit, which still baffles me...but whatever), is he saying words (yes!!!! and not just sign language), is he off the bottle (goodness yes...that was many moons ago) and a host of others I cannot recollect. We also managed to stretch him out, against his will to get his height. At first she measured and he hadn't grown at all...then a re-measure and he grew a quarter of an inch...apparently these past 3 months he felt he was tall enough. :) Then I plopped a whiny child on the scale and thankfully her part was over so I could cuddle him and calm him down. Here are his stats:

24 pounds 1.5 ounces (40th percentile)

33.25 inches (94th percentile)

Head: 18.75 cm (60th percentile)

I did check again with the doctor that it is okay that his percentile for weight went down and he is still so tall...again, reminded me that the percentiles don't need to be around the same and Logan is growing more like a 'running back' than a 'line backer'...or something like that - I don't remember the football positions he referenced but basically he is tall and thin and that is A.O.K.

By this time Logan and I talked about where we were and what was going on and we pointed to the wall paper border on the wall - he was calm and things were good. He was even fine with sitting on the table. He was cool when the doc walked in the room....however as soon as the doc put on the 2nd rubber glove, he wanted out of there! As I half held him on the table, the doc did a 'quick check' of breathing, ears, nose, mouth and a few quicks pokes. I brought up Logan's constant diaper rash (I believe it is due to teething, which is all the time, but it looks so bad and while I put diaper rash cream, aquaphor or cortizone on it and it clears it up for the moment, I don't want to constantly put this stuff on...and when he gets in the bathtub, sometimes he itches it like crazy! I feel badly for the little guy). It seems that every time I bring up this rash, the doctors say it is more of a yeast infection and they sound like they want to give me a prescription for it, but they always seem to forget. So he did mention a prescription and I did remind him at the end of our visit to give it to me.

The only other question I had for him was Logan's new wake up time of 5am...give or take 15 minutes each way! I practically begged him to tell me it was a phase and he badly wanted to tell me it was. The doc was then on his way and gave Logan an elmo sticker that said 'I visited my Doctor'.

The nurse then came in to give Logan one shot (a 3-in-1). He cried for a moment and then was fine after I picked him up. Thankfully through all of this, Carter just slept.

So all packed up...back out to the car we went. It was kind of an exhausting 20 minutes...but well worth a good report of a healthy child!

Carter's First Bath

Twelve days after he was born, Carter completely lost his umbilical cord...yay!! So on his 2-week birthday we gave him his first bath. All in all, he wasn't extremely thrilled with the process. After all was said and done, I realized it was past time to eat, so who knows had I fed him first if things would have gone better. He did scream...until he had his pacifier. Some of the pictures are funny.

Getting prepared for his first bath...

This picture just CRACKS me up! It is as if we put a cat in water!

He has his pacifier now and is holding onto it for dear life. (His eyes are huge in every picture and note how round his tummy is!)

So, uh, Mom...how do you think bathtime went?

Ahhh....so peaceful...and clean!

Okay, okay, no more pictures...please!

Seriously, Mom...I'm SO hungry!!!

Logan's Big Boy bed

We ordered Logan's toddler bed (Disney's Lightning McQueen car bed) a couple months ago and it came just a few days before Carter arrived. As we still needed the guest bed for John's Mom & Dad (as they stayed at our house while I was in the hospital and a few days after to take care of Logan) we couldn't put the bed together just yet. So on Valentine's Day my family came up to take the guest bed to our storage unit and take a couple pieces of furniture to my parents house. Right after they left John started putting the bed together....and Logan (who wants to do anything his Daddy wants to do) helped...

Okay, Logan...first you want to take a look at the directions (even if you end up doing things your own way)...

Logan, give me one of the screwdrivers...

Now pay attention...this is how you use the screwdriver...got it?

Logan helping Daddy put up the sides of his bed. (Carter is snoozing on his new crib mattress on the side)

Helping Daddy put the slats on the frame.

So Daddy...is this right?

Now Logan, this is a drill - you are not ready for this yet, but powertools are awesome!

Now that your bed is all put together...lay down...

Sure thing, Dad!

The Big Boy, ready for his first nap...which was a success!

Valentines Day

A couple weeks before I had Carter, I was shopping at Babies R Us and they just happened to have 2 Valentines Day shirts in the sizes that I needed...so here is a pic of the boys wearing them. We have to improve our skills of getting a great picture of both boys smiling for pictures...although a big part of me is laughing at this and will just need to accept the pictures I get...as long as at least one of them is looking at the camera or just not screaming...it will be golden!

On this particular day it was the day after I had the stomach flu...how romantic. :) My parents and sister and her fam came up with my brother-in-laws truck...to finally take the guest bed away and put it in our storage unit. While the guys did that, we just hung out and Logan and my Mom danced in the kitchen.

After they left, we put Logan's big boy racecar bed together...pics to follow.

Logan stories...

Logan loves to read/look at his many, many books. One of his favorites is a 'Peek A Boo' book that has several pages with different textures. He always enjoys feeling the different parts and knows exactly where to put his one little finger (as he never does this with his whole hand...always his index finger) to feel the different textures. Out of old habit, while we were looking at this book, I took his finger and had him touch the fuzzy flower petals, instead of letting him do it on his own. We went through the book a couple more times and when we would get to the flower petal page, Logan would take MY finger and rub it on the fuzzy petals. I thought that was so cute that HE was showing ME....almost mocking me for making him do it when he very well knows how.

The other day it was near 40 degrees and sunny outside. As we didn't have much going on, I thought it would be a good idea to head outside. Buddy enjoys the company and Logan loves being outside regardless of the temperature. I got Carter bundled up, put Logan's winter coat on, grabbed his popcorn popper toy and we headed out to the backyard. In some spots where the sun literally doesn't shine there was still about an inch of snow, but for the most part everything was all melted. Logan stayed on our brick patio for a few minutes, pushing his toy and Buddy ran around the rest of the backyard, checking in with Logan every few seconds (as the toy reflects light and Buddy is obsessed with reflected light). All of a sudden Logan realized that he could go the one step down to the grassy area of the backyard...and he walked all around! He LOVED it! Then he thought that he'd climb back up to get his popcorn popper toy and take it onto the grass. It was so much fun watching him. It was then that I realized that he was just walking fluently as the weather was getting cold last year and then it snowed so much, so I never really put him in the backyard to let him just wander around...it will be fantastic this summer! Although, there was one small area of concern - the dog poop. Buddy used to have one designated area that he conducted his business, but when it snows, it seems that all bets are off. In the summer, we will have to make sure we pick it up everyday instead of slacking like we've done the past couple summers. :)

I was feeding Carter, so John was doing dinner for Logan....which was kind of a conglomeration of different things. He started with some sausage links and after they were heated through, he cut them up into little pieces. John would feed Logan one piece, then eat 3 or 4 himself...he repeated this a couple times. Logan noticed this trend and saw how quickly the sausage pieces were disappearing...so John said that when there were 4 pieces left, Logan quickly took action into his own hands and grabbed each piece and quickly shoved them into his mouth before John could get to them! Their next course was a little unconventional (don't worry, some nutritional foods did follow since I came downstairs and saw what was happening...) :) and John busted out some peanut butter girl scout cookies. Logan immediately grabbed two cookies, one in each hand and took a small bite out of each to 'reserve' these cookies as his own.

In other news, I look forward to the Spring Forward time change as Logan STILL wakes up between 5-5:30am each day, regardless of the time he goes to bed the night before. I figure with the time change, he will at least wake up between 6-6:30. :)

Stomach Flu

Oh man, it got me! Of all people, the gal with the c-section just 2 weeks prior gets the stomach flu...yuck!! Friday night around 10pm-ish through 7am the next morning I was up every hour not 'feeling well'. I called my Mom as I didn't know if I could breastfeed and I was nervous about keeping up my milk supply as I couldn't keep anything down. I then called the doctor to make sure I could still breastfeed and ask similar questions. The phonecalls must've done it as a half hour after the calls, I threw up for the last time. John did bottlefeed Carter for the morning and I pumped - I was glad that like Logan, Carter took to the bottle very well and went back to breastfeeding seamlessly. I slowly took sips of water every half hour as directed by the doctor. Throughout the day my parents checked in on me as they would be ready to come watch the boys while John took me to the doctor if need be, but luckily I was able to keep somethings down. John watched both boys all day, which was interesting for me to hear while in the bedroom, keeping my germs away from them - oh, I couldn't imagine either kid getting this sickness....I would feel terrible!

I ended up losing 5 pounds immediately...I have since gained 2 back. My energy was crap for the rest of the day...and was hit or miss the next day. At one point I carried Carter up the stairs and had to put him down immediately because I felt like I had just run a race...oy! I feel better now and am glad the rest of my family was unaffected.

Good Big Brother

It seems that Logan is more aware of Carter each day. Anytime Carter is in the swing or pack n play and makes a sound...Logan trucks over there to check on him.

If Carter is in the swing, Logan will help give him a little push...and is suprisingly gentle and hasn't swung him too hard...yet. :)

If I have Carter propped on the couch, Logan wants to sit next to him. If Carter has a pacifier in his mouth, Logan takes it out...perhaps he is trying to help Carter not become a pacifier baby....or perhaps he is just jealous since he only gets his pacifier for naptime and bedtime.

Yesterday, Carter was crying while propped up on the couch and Logan spotted his pacifier on the end table and tried to give it to Carter. So cute! He would have been successful too if Carter wasn't arleady mad as a hornet and swinging his arms like crazy, batting anything that came near him away.

Logan loves to give Carter kisses. When we ask him to, he never gives just one kiss...it is usually 3 or so. We are sure to always praise when Logan behaves wonderfully around Carter and try not to get hyper if he gets too close when trying to sit down on our bed when Carter is on our bed....or when he tries poking Carter. The other day, Logan actually 'pet' Carter on his stomach...very gently (how we've trained him to pet our dog, Buddy). :)

I know there is bound to be mischevious behavior, but I like the direction we are headed right now.

The Cord...

Carter's umbilical cord fell off!!! Last week, the big part of Carter's cord came off, but the base was still in there (I hadn't put a onesie on him and so I think a sharp part of where they clamped it got caught on his fleece jammies).

Tonight I was doing the daily cleaning of his cord and it popped right off...yay! This means we can now give him a bath...how exciting! Since John bowls Thursday night, we will have to wait until Friday. Pics will be posted! It will be interesting to see if he likes it or not...

The night of Gross Firsts

Last tonight was a little crazy funny in the Battermann household.

My friend Kathy and her daughter came over and made us dinner. I decided that I would try to give Logan a raw carrot. He did great with it...but something about the last bite, didn't 'sit right' with him and out it came - it was his first time 'puking' over a solid food. Thankfully, he hadn't had much to eat or drink since he recently woke from a nap...so there wasn't much.

The night progressed just lovely and we ate dinner and while I started feeding Carter, Kathy packed up her daughter and left..who knew that the next 15 minutes would be crazy?!? I told John that I wanted Logan to go to bed early...it was currently 7:40 - so he took him upstairs to start our bedtime routine. About 2 minutes later, I heard a thud and some tears and then John called me upstairs to help since Logan had apparently cut open his lip and was bleeding. I grabbed a wet paper towel and an ice cube and headed upstairs with Carter (who soon after was placed on our bed). Logan's lip was punctured by a tooth and wasn't bleeding much, however his upper gum line by one of his teeth, was bleeding quite a bit. Logan was crying, but not a ton...and I don't think because it hurt...probably because I kept trying to look in his mouth and clean it up with the paper towel. The bleeding simmered and we gave him his pacifier and John carried on with putting him to bed.

In the meantime, I went back downstairs with Carter to finish feeding him - and to make sure Buddy wasn't going to eat the delicious cupcakes that Kathy left for us. :) While eating, Carter went to the 'bathroom' twice. Okay, not a problem, I thought I would finish up and then change him. I rubbed his back in an effort to burp him and my hand was wet.....eeeewwww! Carter pooped through his diaper for the first time! Okay, back upstairs (while laughing at how the night is going) to change him. I change him and his outfit...all is well. However, since I never did burp him, when I gave him to John a second later, I noticed that he spit up for the first time! So I cleaned that up. Then all was calm.

It was pretty humorous. Logan bleeding had worried us a bit....but it was just funny that all these firsts for the boys not only happened in one night, but 3 of 4 of them within 15 minutes. Good times being parents...we really do love it!

Milestones for my boys...

Oh I cannot tell you how much I love saying 'my boys'. Being a mother of 2 is the absolute BEST so far - words cannot describe it. I know there will be some 'trying' days ahead of me, but I just LOVE IT. It is so funny how still when people hear that my boys are 15 months apart, the comments I get vary, but the main jist is 'boy will you have your hands full!'. Well yes, but isn't having 2 kids or more at any time having your hands full? Yes, they are closer in age so perhaps tantrums are likely to happen simultaneously more than not, but eh...we'll see. :)

Today is a milestone day for both of my boys - Logan is 15 months old today and Carter is 1 week old! How cool! So I thought on this milestone day I would update everybody on any latest developments:



Logan has 2 of his 4 first year molars; while he truly hasn't spoken verbally a first word, he knows milk, more, please and all done in sign language - we are currently working on thank you. Please is by far my favorite sign. I need to look up some more signs as he seems to pick up on these fairly quickly. While my in-laws were here, my MIL worked on 'hot' with Logan and that seems to be a word that he likes to repeat. He doesn't say the 't', but whispers a 'huh'. So I will test this out a bit more today and we may just finally have a real first word!!! He says the sounds of mama and dada, but just has yet to say them to John or I. Logan has also mastered eating with a fork or spoon....I have yet to let him use a spoon for applesauce or other things that fling easily. :) Lately Logan has taken to putting his hands in his pockets (I think this is from seeing Grandpa Bill do it this past week when they stayed with us). Logan is also doing absolutely wonderful in his toddler bed...he has been in there for 5 weeks - I have a separate post about that to be done soon (hopefully). While some kids need to be entertained, Logan is one that truly plays so well by himself (and with others)...he really plays with ALL his toys - it is great. We are just working on cleaning some toys up before others get opened. A work in progress. He is just so funny and such a lovable kid.

Carter since day 1 has tried lifting his head up...amazing! The doctors were impressed with that and the strength of his legs as when you try to change his diaper those legs kick so fast and hard! The doctors said that they didn't know Logan's strength, but they think that Carter will win any fights due to his strength. Little do they know that Logan shares the same strength...so we'll see - although, I hope to not see any 'fights' too soon... Carter also has rolled over from his stomach to his back - once on the hospital bed and 3 times at home on my ottoman. It is really impressive....we took a video! He eats about every 4-6 hours, which is just awesome!!! He has such big eyes and sometimes puts his lips in an 'ooo' position.....oh, he looks so cute when he does this! Who knew that I could love another life this much.

We truly feel so incredibly blessed to have 2 wonderful, healthy boys.

Pictures will come...we will try a small photo shoot this weekend. :)

Carter John Battermann

Friday, January 29, 2010 at 7:54am via c-section our handsome little man, Carter John, arrived. He weighed in at 9 pounds 7 ounces and 21.5 inches long. Had he 'cooked' as long as his big brother he may have shared the same stats as Logan.

Carter does not have Logan's cheeks, but he does have about 3 times more hair than Logan! Carter has an amazing head of hair - it is stick straight, thick and already hangs over his ears and the back of his neck....he even has sideburns!

I will post more pictures later after I get them all organized....until then, here are a couple:

37.5 Week Carter Checkup

This morning we woke up and jumped into action to drive a half hour to meet with the doctor that will be the 'lead' surgeon for my c-section. I was told it was important for me to meet with her and the assisting surgeon before my c-section so they could answer any questions I had and explain things. Today I met with Dr. F and next Monday I will meet with Dr. A (I really tried to get Dr. C to do the c-section, but she was not available either day and I did not want to go a few more days if I didn't 'have' to.)

Well, the appointment was pretty uneventful. I learned that if you have a c-section scheduled they do not continually examine you to see how far dilated you are (which did bum me out...I'd like to know if I have progressed). I thought they still would just in case I went early (and boy do I pray that I do!!!!!). Otherwise, really what is the point of checking anybody if it doesn't matter. Whatever. I was hoping to see if I had in fact dilated more, but I guess I will never know...

She was having trouble with the computer playing nice with her - and that seemed to occupy her train of thought. I joked with her that if she felt like taking him early, then she could go right ahead - especially since he's already so big. Nope - they will not move my date. I simply mentioned that since my due date was moved 10 days at the beginning, I thought perhaps it was too many days to have moved it. Nope - apparently the 6 week ultrasounds are super accurate and if it had not shown me more than 5 days difference, they wouldn't have moved it. (So I wondered to myself why if they allow a 5 day variance couldn't they have just moved it 6 days....or why is it 'such' a big deal to not allow me to go any earlier for a c-section....I am sure she had the answer and I'm sure I know the answer, but really didn't care to hear it).

She said well he (pointing to my well-behaved child, Logan) was 10 pounds, are you really surprised that this baby is big. No, I am not. She said if we were to take him early, sure he'd be a more normal sized baby, but he may not be done 'cooking' developmentally and such. Yeah, yeah, I get it.

It seemed no matter what I 'joked' with her about or asked her she was very matter of fact and 'this is why'. Look, lady - I get the textbook reasons why. Just humor me okay? Dr. C would have been on the same wavelength as me. So I told her that I was feeling some groin pain and it was uncomfortable. Yep. Okay, thanks for any sympathy that you could have offered. Thankfully my mother-in-law was a baby nurse for 30+ years and told me that it was likely ligament pain and why I am feeling it more the 2nd time around.

So, the appointment was fine and she gave me all the textbook answers that I 'knew', but gave me zero warm fuzzies. I actually wanted to just cry - and you must know that between my 2 pregnancies, I have probably cried a handful of times...pregnancy does not make me emotional (frustration or hurting my feelings, does). I think it all started when they weren't even bothering with how far dilated I may or may not be (and honestly, it doesn't matter...if I 'knew' I was not dilated anymore or another cm it is not like Carter will actually come early...it is just fun to know and with a scheduled c-section I kind of feel robbed of that excitement).

She did not offer any thoughts as to how the c-section would go (and it is not like I am worried or nervous in any way, shape or form, but a mention besides, 'it will be me and somebody else; - yes Dr. A is what I told her). I did not ask questions because I was just kind of done - and honestly I don't know what questions I have.cx

Anyway, I am sure it will be just fine - she does c-sections every week and I do not question her ability at all. I just wish she hadn't been as flustered with her computer problems and could have concentrated a bit more on me and the reason I was there (and drove a half hour to see her instead of another doctor that is 5 minutes from my house). But whatever. John said that I should switch, but again, even if she wasn't the leading surgeon she'd still be the assisting surgeon on either the 28th or 29th - so no I couldn't switch. They said 39 weeks and I don't want to go over by a few days just for a doctor that will be just as qualified, with some warm fuzzies.

Whew....what a long post just to basically say that he is STILL in my belly and things are still scheduled for the 29th! But I needed to vent.

I did proceed to go to the mall at the Children's Place (to get a security tag removed from Carter's coming home outfit) and they were having an excellent sale, so I bought Logan and Carter some matching shirts for next fall/winter (since it was those types of shirts that were on sale). Here's to hoping I picked the right size for both of them! Eh, if they are a little big, who cares - they will still look super cute!

Growth Ultrasound

On Tuesday morning we had a growth ultrasound. The appointment was at 9am, a half hour away. I was told to empty my bladder at 7:30am and then proceed to drink 32 ounces of water and hold it. I almost 2nd guessed these instructions as when you are this far along I didn't think you needed water to help with the clarity of the ultrasound. I should've....

So I follow those ridiculous instructions and John, Logan and I headed to the appointment. What an uncomfortable ride!!!! ugh.... It took me a solid two minutes to get out of the car and come to a full standing position. You try riding for a half hour with an extremely full bladder and a huge child sitting on your bladder and then try to quickly stand without worrying about doing something embarrassing like peeing on the pavement! We got inside the pretty building, which of course, all pretty buildings have water fountains! Oh come on! Okay, we headed downstairs and while John and Logan admired the pretty fountains, I checked in...and waited about 5-10 additional minutes! I wanted to yell at somebody, but kept my cool and did not sit down...I would not have been able to get back up without peeing! Jon, the ultrasound tech comes to get us and we head back - naturally, the LAST room down a LONG hallway. He tells me to lay down on the table and I contemplated just how I was going to do this, again, without peeing! He asks if I have a full bladder and I said 'goodness, gracious, YES!'. Then he looked at the pure size of my belly and asked how far along I was. I told him 36.5 weeks. He quickly shoved me out the door and took me to the bathroom next door and said 'oh, I'm so sorry - you don't need a full bladder at this stage in your pregnancy for an ultrasound. I wanted to hug him, but instead bolted inside to pee. Oh My Gosh....SOOOOO much better!!!

I walked back into the room and told him that it would have made for a MUCH more comfortable morning. :) Okay, so we proceeded...my mind now on seeing my little guy and less on needing to pee.

Jon (the tech, not my hubby) furiously took measurements of all kinds. I asked if he was going to be able to share the results and he said absolutely yes at the end of all the measurement taking. John and Logan watched Carter on the screen (I couldn't see the screen at this time). I did request that he show me the screen when he was all done - he did and even snapped a couple pictures, which printed on real photo paper in 4X6 size...not like the normal, paper ones. Sweet!

The results were in......give or take 1 pound, Carter currently weighs 8 pounds 5 ounces!!!!! AHH! He is measuring at 38 weeks 2 days and I am only 36 weeks 5 days. (If you remember, at the very beginning of the pregnancy they moved my due date back 10 days...had they not done that like I said, he would actually be right on schedule).

I meet with the doctor next Monday morning and we will see if anything changes. Dr. C. previously made it sound that things would not change, it would just be good information to have in case I went early. Honestly, at this point I would love for him to come early as my stomach just feels so heavy.

So there you have it...another Big Battermann Boy is on his way!!!

Logan's in a Toddler Bed!!!

So, we did it. I know it is not super-common to transition a 14-month old to a toddler bed, but we did. On January 1st we decided to at least give it a try and it has gone surprisingly well. Many would say it was done very early, but since he was such a good sleeper we thought why not try it. Plus we've been having trouble figuring out what to do for a bedroom set for either son. Do we get another crib set? Do we get bunk beds? We decided that as we don't know what to do, we'd go for a cheaper option. We ordered Logan a cool race car bed and a dresser. We are soon moving him into the 3rd bedroom (current guestroom, previous office). So we are keeping the bookshelf in there, which is good since we will have more shelf space to store his books and other knick knack items. Both the bed and dresser should arrive before Carter, but we'll see. For now, we have removed the crib side and put on the toddler rails.

Logan has been in his toddler bed for 3 weeks now and it is still going well. The first problem we ran into is that he knows how to get out of the room. We have door handles, not knobs. While we have received advice that we could convert his to a knob, or turn the door locks inside out, or put a door-handle protector we are not ready to do that just yet - I kind of want to take steps to this transition.

For probably the first 2 weeks, we sat in his room, either in the recliner or in front of his bed with our back turned until he fell asleep. We also purchased the twlight turtle which projects a bunch of stars (either green, blue, or amber) on the ceiling (not sure how much he really notices though as he almost always falls asleep on his stomach). We also brought his caterpillar back out (it was tucked away with other baby toys as this is a toy that attaches to an infant carseat). This caterpillar, while it plays cute short tunes about colors and numbers, it also plays 3.5 minutes of classical music (Bach, Mozart, etc.). Since we played this often as a baby, he seemed to recognize it right away and I was hoping it would provide comfort.

If he got out the first time we'd say 'back to bed' and he'd crawl back in. The rest of the times, we would just put him back or block him from getting out. Honestly for the most part, as long as he was being put to bed when he was truly tired, he wouldn't really get out and we could leave the room within 10 minutes. However, there were times we'd be in there for a half hour.

Let's hope it continues to go as well. Yay for such a big boy!!!