Brian and I took apart the crib in Ben's room last night.
The crib that carried Jackson, Sullivan and Benjamin through their early growing stages.
The first "big" purchase that Brian and I made together as two people expecting their first child.
The crib that traveled to Florida.
The crib that protected all three of my boys.
The crib that would give them the opportunity to stand up and while holding onto the rails, they'd wait until I'd walk into their room after a nights slumber, or afternoon nap. There they'd be, standing up and smiling ear to ear waiting for me to pick them up.
The crib that held their sleeping bodies as Brian and I, and on occasion my girlfriends, would quietly crawl into the room to watch them sleep. Sometimes trying not to make any noise, sometimes making so much noise we'd crack up and then duck down.
The crib that taught my children that you use pillows and blankets to sleep.
It's not around anymore and I thought I'd be okay with it.
It's only been a half day, but I still am struggling with the fact that the crib is no longer around.
Because the crib has been disassembled doesn't at all give me the yearnings for another little one.
Actually it's more like an obvious reminder that babies and Beef are over. Sure having my tubes tied last November was a reminder, but I didn't see it.
This I see.
Brian had to be the one that carried the crib to the garage, there was no way I could do it.
Silly that some slats of white painted wood, a board and some safety features could have such an impact on me.
I'm sad today because the crib is gone.
That's really all I have to say, other then besides the crib being gone, all is good.
Goodbye Crib, you've served your purpose! I just wish you had given us more time! I will find peace in knowing that you'll make some family happy after we donate you to a resale shop.
To anyone not yet at the 'crib departure stage' yet, you don't know how lucky you are to still have that ahead of you. I'd switch places if I could, to do it all over again each time, with Jackson, Sullivan and Benjamin as little ones tucked asleep in their little square crib.