We made an "H".  Until 2 nights ago, Axel had been sleeping in our room.  A fact I am happy to admit, but also happy to admit past tense.  He would sleep between Jahred and I, head to Jahred, feet to me (because I love his toes).  A PERFECT capital H.

I am completely into the "family bed" theory and think it's a perfect scenario...until you all start losing sleep.

Just as children wean from the breast, they wean from your bed.

Not only was Axel insistent on sleeping in our room, he would not even look at his crib.  His room was off limits unless a tantrum was wanted, and the thought of failing as a mother who can put her child to sleep was staring me in the face.  The crib had to go.

Monday afternoon was the last straw.  The crib came down and Axel was screaming "yeah" during the process.

Out to the garage we went and on the spot, Jahred created a toddler bed that was "custom and couture" for our "custom child".  Why would a first child/grandchild who spends the better part of his day in my arms settle for anything less?

With anxiety abound, we put him to sleep in his custom bed on Monday night and never looked back.  He sleeps, we sleep, and I am a better mom in the morning.

Of course on those cold or sad nights, he is always welcome...but I must say, peeking in on him from his door is wonderful in it's own way!

With Axel's birthday coming up next week, there are a few additional couture items in the house these days.  His handmade invitations were sent out last week, the custom old fashioned birthday banner is hanging in our dining room.  His couture party shirt and new pj's are in the sewing room, I just packed away his hand knit 1st Christmas sweater.

A couture bed, year and life for Axel.  I wouldn't have it any other way.  He is the child of an artist after all...suffer he must.

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