I can't believe it.....Isabelle has been sleeping in her big girl bed now for one whole week. I was hesitant to say anything to anyone about the transition, knowing that somehow once I said, "Isabelle moved to her big bed," that it would all come crashing down. I just knew that saying it out loud would result in a revolt against the big girl bed and the peaceful, easygoing, sleeper I have in Isabelle would disappear. But it hasn't. She is doing wonderfully. She is sleeping in that bed like it has always belonged to her. It's no toddler bed either. It is a regular twin size bed. A daybed to be specific. We have a trundle bed underneath that we have pulled out so that if she should roll off (which has happened once and she didn't even wake up!) she will land on the other bed, not the floor, plus she has a lot less distance to fall. And the miracle of the whole thing is that she doesn't get out of the bed....despite a room full of toys that she LOVES to play with. At bedtime and for naps, we lay her down, tell her goodnight (prayers at bedtime) and then walk out. The door stays shut and she stays put until we come in the door again in the morning or after the nap is over. It is crazy. She will wake up from a nap and STAY IN BED until I come get her. It is an amazing thing to me. I thought for sure once she wasn't confined to a crib that my highly active, always moving, always playing daughter would take full advantage of being able to get OUT of bed and play...but no. So now it is time to move Molly. She is headed out of our room and into the crib. When Isabelle moved out of our room it was rather traumatic for me....not so much for Molly. Funny how things change with baby #2. Since Molly is now sleeping for six hour stretches at night, it is time for mom to get some sleep also! So both my girls seem to be growing up at an amazing rate and while I realize it's not like they are headed off to kindergarten or anything, I can't help but think that when that time arrives, it will also catch me off guard and feel too fast. Like I have said before, my grandma would remind me right about now, "these are the best days of my life."