So on Monday we made the big switcheroo. Meg and Matthew are no longer roommates. (And they probably never will be again. Weird!) Now we have a Boys' Room and a Girls' Room.
The nursery, which always used to seem like a decent-sized room, is mysteriously shrunken now that it contains a very tall bunk bed set, as well as the crib, dresser/changing table, bookshelf and glider. But Matthew couldn't care less about the space crunch; he's elated to be the inhabitant of the top bunk. Esme has been ejected from the crib, which now holds Graham's car seat. This is the Boys' Room.
In the Girls' Room, not much has changed. Meg still has the top bunk. We pulled the mattress and support pieces out of the bottom bunk and stuck the pack 'n' play down there. This will be Esme's bed until we decide it's time to buy another twin mattress and promote her. This step really can't be too far off--the girl is tall. But, for now, she's just happy to be with her big sister. And this morning, she proudly referred to her play pen as, "My room."
We're two nights into the new sleeping arrangement, and so far everything runs smoothly. Matthew is not too disturbed by Graham's middle-of-the-night feedings. Meg, having weathered two years with the Bedtime Comedian, is pretty much immune to Esme's cheerful, falling-asleep chatter. (Though the first night, Dave and I were downstairs chortling at the monitor as she tested the waters. "Beggie? Beggie? BEGGIE!! BEHHHHHHH-GEEEEEEEE!!!")
Transitions are always kind of painful for me. My head knew that getting Graham out of our room would be best for everyone, but my heart said, No! Don't let him go! It's too fast--he's growing up and away too fast! Likewise with Esme and the crib: But she's still my baby girl! I don't want her to be a big kid in a big kid's bed! Well, welcome to life, Mama. Change is what it's about, and the changes that are coming won't get any easier than a little bedroom swap.
Honestly, once we arrive, I'm always fine. It's only in the anticipation that I ache to hold on to The Way Things Are Now.
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Who We Are
David and Cara
Most happily married since October of 2003, we love Jesus Christ, each other, our wild and crazy kids, and serving our beloved church. David is the Ministry Teams and Tech Director at Covenant Life Church; Cara is a wife, mama, homemaker, avid reader, writing-lover, and novice home schooler. Our life isn't what you'd call exciting (though there's never a dull moment), but we love using this blog to share glimpses of our days with our far-flung family members. Even more, we love sealing the grace of God in our hearts by writing down [a tiny bit of] what He's doing in our lives.
Meg
At nine years old, our Meggie is a beautifully unique individual. Her defining characteristic is her irrepressible and contagious zeal for life. She gets excited about everything. She loves people, new experiences, books, school, dance, writing, and taekwondo class. In many ways, she sets the pace for this loud and affectionate brood of ours.
Matthew
Matthew, seven, was born with a sparkle of mischief in his eye--I have the post to prove it. His number one goal and gift is making others laugh. After that, he likes to create stuff--cardboard-and-tape stuff, origami stuff, Lego stuff, zany and offbeat craft stuff. The best part? This funny and creative package opens to reveal a wonderfully tender heart.
Esme
Esme Rose is a five-year-old fairy princess in disguise--or at least, we're pretty sure that's what she believes. Even her daddy (who is not given to the fanciful) says that she was made with an unusually high ratio of pixie dust. Other ingredients include independence, cuddles, stubbornness, sweetness, spunk, drama, fierce flying hugs, and a highly developed sense of femininity.
Graham
Even going through a pretty terrible Terrible Twos isn't so bad when you're also the doted-upon baby of the family. Graham is an expressive, comical, joyful, demanding, feisty, talkative, passionate little bundle of a person. He adores trucks, airplanes, and all other things that go, doggies, clothes, and being outside. He gives killer hugs and loves getting kisses. We can hardly remember what life was like without him.
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