Goodbye, Baby Crib

I remember how excited I was when Joe and I drove to Boston Baby to look at furnishings for our soon-to-be nursery.  We picked out a beautiful white wood sleigh crib and a matching changing table with beadboard accents.  Perfect for a little boy or girl (in our case, girl!).  Three months later they arrived and with the addition of paint and bedding, the room was complete.  Two more children later, we'd enjoyed using the crib for three happy babies total.  We'd splurged on the best, and certainly gotten our money's worth.

But, Saturday night, the crib ended up disassembled on the curb.  We felt it was time for our youngest child to make the transition from crib to bed, and at the end of the summer, we purchased a bunk bed.  Which, until this past weekend, remained boxed and unassembled in our garage.  Finally on Saturday evening, we just decided it was time.  Time for the almost 3-and-a-half year old to transition to a big boy bed, and time for that same little boy to get rid of his binky.  So, over the course of 5 hours, up went the bunk bed, off went Joe to Sleepy's for a twin sized mattress, and down went Tommy's beautiful red bed and James' white crib.  And because of new rules stating that drop-side cribs are no longer legal, we knew that we couldn't donate or sell our beautiful crib.  The only place it would go, the only place it could go, was on the curb at 11 o'clock at night.

Taking it out of the house and putting it out for the garbage truck was almost heartbreaking.  Memories of winter 2004 came back, as we started to plan what life would be like as a family of three instead of two free-wheeling newlyweds.

Here is a picture from Saturday night.  For some reason I had to take my camera out to the street and take a photograph.  Sometimes I have a hard time with change and letting things go.  Photos help me transition, I think.  I feel like if I can go back in time and see something again, I can deal with it a little better.  

Anyway...new year, new changes...right?