Light and fluffy. Light and fluffy. Must try harder.
If this 8 seconds of video doesn’t make you smile, I don’t know what will
This is Bene in his new Stokke Sleepi. There is no way we could have afforded this – he would have had a travel cot – but we were gifted it by Stokke. I didn’t have to blog about it but I am doing because I LOVE it. It is gorgeous quality, was insanely easy to put together (I did it, this is amazing) and perfect in every way. The mattress is lovely and comfy (but our sensor mat works through it… perfect) and it feels really solid. I love that it is on wheels, so being in front of our (rarely used) wardrobe isn’t a problem and I adore the modular-ness of it. The mattress will drop lower and one side will come out to become a bed. When he’s older we can buy an add on kit to lengthen it out to a bed that will suit him until he’s much older. It can even separate out and become two chairs if we want. In short, it’s furniture for life.
There are sheets you can buy (and bumpers) but I’ve settled for a cream fleece tucked in for now. There are patterns on the internet to make shaped sheets; I’ll get some nice flannelette at some point.
He still sleeps all night every night; he’s even going to bed a little earlier.
Last night I reread an old post I wrote on depression once before. In the comments someone asked why I was miserable when I had such a wonderful life. *wry smile* It’s not the way it works, of course, I know that as well as all the people who commented back. But maybe if I fake that hard enough, it’ll work.
It’s a beautiful life. And I’ve only got this one. And I can’t change anything. Must. Try. Harder.