I’m not sure which is more terrifying: the day you bring the baby home from the hospital or the day you move that now-not-so-baby to a big kid bed.
Is it the new found freedom of a tiny human?
The terror and unknown of what they might do in their room?
Or the potential for sleepless nights… and who wants those again?
TRUST ME FRIENDS. It doesn’t have to be thatscary. It can go smoothly. It can be a piece of cake. It can be a total walk in the park.