“Big Bed” for Marty

Sometimes I think of changes that will occur for Marty as a Major Life Event.  Sometimes I wonder  how he will cope and he always amazes me with his stress management skills!!  He may not cope well with minimal, scheduled Elmo video-viewing but he handled the arrival of his baby brother very well.  Yet I still hold my breathe when I know a change is about to occur for him.

As I said before, he adores his room–it is his space. He proudly leads me there to show me the current “game” he has created and invites me to play. Previous games have been throw-the-toys-out-of-the-crib,  throw-the-ball-into-the-crib, hide-the-toys-under-the-blanket.

His crib was transformed to a toddler day bed a few months ago.  He clamored in and more games ensued.  His brother needs the crib now, so his dad put together a toddler bed for him.  His mom and I rearranged the room and she transformed the day bed back into a crib.  Now there will be two alarms that may go off–baby monitors for both beds!!

When we were ready to show him his new room–I held my breathe once again for this “Major Life Event”.  He entered the room and tried to climb up the side of the crib but when we redirected him to his new bed, where his favorite toys and blanket were waiting to welcome him, he climbed in and we played a few of his current games.

That night he did sleep a few hours in his new bed and also found other sleeping arrangements in the room but I am confident he will adjust.  So do I really have to hold my breathe and have some worrisome thoughts about his feelings and response to a change?  Actually I think being prepared for the change, being matter of fact about the change, linking his interests to the change, and experiencing it with him carried us through.

About Poetry Road/Marty Goes to Mars

Poetry storage, genealogy research and tribute to my grandson with Down Syndrome . Creativity is my outlet--expressions in acrylics, accomplished quilter , doll maker and writer. Please visit my shop sites. Thank you for stopping in!
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