I have a strange, long, hopefully awesome weekend ahead of me. It’s a weekend I anticipate to be full of highs and potential lows.
The fun actually began last night, when our friends from another state visited us with their two boys. Jax had a playdate, which seemed to have tired him out just the right amount, because he fell asleep in under a half hour–hooray! It was so nice to catch up with them and learn that they’re planning to move back to our area later this year!
Tonight, Jax will be sleeping in his crib for the very last time, as we are moving on up into a “big boy bed” this weekend. I’m nervous, a little anxious, trying to be optimistic (that the transition will go well and could even improve our sleep issues), and also feeling a little melancholy that it’s official–he isn’t a baby anymore! Excuse me while I go sob in a corner.
Or maybe I should be excited–yay, he isn’t a baby anymore!!!
The jury’s out.
Tomorrow, the kiddo is having a sleepover with his Nana & Pop while my husband and I trek to the Dogfish Head Brewery with our friends, Dacia & Paul, visiting from out of town. I know y’all have heard me talk about Dacia many times before–because she’s fabulous and I love her and I don’t get to see her often. She’s in town, and I’m excited–no, thrilled–to spend time with her tomorrow! I’m in dire need of a few pints of beer and a day exploring another state with my bestie. However, Mother Nature is a mean old bitch, and the forecast for tonight and tomorrow is calling for snow, rain, and more snow. Yuck. Dacia blames this post for the change from springlike to wintry weather. Oops.
Fortunately, my husband seems to have good weather luck. Maybe the crappy weather will skip over us and just nail some other state harder or something. At least that’s what I keep wishing and saying.
Sunday is the big goodbye to the crib and hello to the big boy bed, complete with Star Wars bedding at the toddler’s request. If you see me tweeting in the middle of the night, you know it ain’t good and I’m sorry! As I mentioned, I am both optimistic and terrified at the same time. And the husband and I need a solid gameplan for the inevitable toddler escape in the middle of the night, his possible reluctance to change the only bed he’s ever known, and all that jazz. So if you have ANY advice whatsoever, related to transitioning to a big boy bed from a crib, please–PRETTY PLEASE–leave me a comment on this post, tweet at me, or post it on the James & Jax Facebook page. Please. Before Sunday night.
Monday, I’ve taken the day off from work to spend another day in another state with the lovely Dacia before she heads home (until August, when we’re visiting yet another state together–NY for BlogHer ’12!!!). Monday is also the anniversary of my Pop’s death, as I’ve mentioned before; it is often an emotionally challenging day for me. My morning will start off with a visit to the cemetary with my brother, and then Dacia will pick me up and we’ll head out to celebrate “Galentine’s Day” together. We have shopping and lunch planned, and I can’t wait. A little retail therapy never hurt anyone, right?
What’s your weekend look like? Is it as packed as mine?