Bigger Girl Bed

Before Shrike even woke up this morning, I was disassembling the not-so-big girl bed, and getting ready to rearrange furniture.

A little perspective: That's the mattress that we've been sleeping on, on top of the new twin bed. You see what I'm talking about? I wish I had thought to get a photo and me and Peeper in the youth bed, to show just how close the quarters were.

And the new bed, (almost) all put together! (I later added a black fitted sheet to the box spring, which really classes it up a lot. Someday, we'll put a frame under it all. But not this day.

You'll notice that the glider is next to the bed again. For now, I'll be stuffing Mr. Panda in between them to act as a bed rail.

I even got crazy and fixed up these shelves. I removed all the stuffed pandas, vacuumed them and declared them toys. I then took everything off, vacuumed / dusted / wiped it all down, and put it all back together.

Here's a crappy photo of the dresser in its new location (the bed is now where it used to be). I also went through all the baskets on top of it, threw out a ton of stuff and relocated almost all of the rest. All that's left are the "hair basket" full of hairbands and the back-up hair basket, full of headbands, barrettes and other things that she doesn't actually wear, but might some day.

The alarm clock is new to the room, as of yesterday. Many moons ago, I bought a third clock for our bedroom, to live on Shrike's dresser, which is opposite the bed, because when I am was nursing Peeper in bed, I couldn't see through Shrike to her clock and I couldn't roll over to see mine.

I figured that's a moot point now, but I do need to know what time it is when I'm in bed with Peeper in her room. Of course, as of today, it's behind me when I'm in bed nursing her, so maybe I'll just stick to taking my phone in with me. The better to Facebook in the middle of the night with, anyway.

Another shot of the bed, with some of the panda art that had to be relocated when the dresser moved. I'm thinking about moving a few more.

Moving the bed and dresser means that the bookshelf had to go right back where it started. With a few additional pandas.

All that stuff on top of the changing table is waiting to go downstairs and into storage. As are the diapers, as soon as I super wash them one last time. The middle shelf is now stuffed toy storage, as well. I've thought about selling the changing table, but I don't know what we'd do with all those toys.

Oh, and of course, just in time for the less-uncomfortable-for-Mama bed, last night Peeper went down around ten, woke some time before one (I had her settled and I was out within about fifteen minutes) and I didn't hear from her again until eight o'clock this morning!