Rowen is baby number three and it’s no surprise that I am one busy Mama! I love researching the best baby gear, especially things that will help make our life easier, and (a little) less chaotic. I’m excited to be partnered with 4moms Canada— a company that believes in making life easier– to share a review of their incredible baby gear with you! 4moms is all about creating innovative products– think magnetic-high-chair-and-dishes-innovative– I mean, how cool is that?!
This post is sponsored by 4moms Canada. This is an honest product review and all opinions expressed are my own.
I don’t want to sleep like a baby, I just want to sleep like my husband.
One of my favourite memes, ever. If you’ve had a newborn and watched your husband sleep through those many night wakings, you know exactly what I’m talking about. As a Mom of three, I’ve been through the season of newborn sleep a few times. Our oldest daughter was an amazing sleeper– if you count sleeping only on people in two-hour chunks. We eventually turned to sleep “training” at four months old, and she truly did become an amazing sleeper. Since that experience, we have placed a high value on our family’s sleep.
Our sweet Aria has officially outgrown her nursery! If I wasn’t pregnant with one more baby right now I would (most definitely) be sobbing over this milestone. It seems like everything changes once they move into a big kid bed, doesn’t it? Aria is 3.5 years old, but is still so tiny. She was also quite content in her crib, not to mention we liked the security of it 😉 … But, all good things must come to an end, I suppose.
If you are preparing to transition your toddler out of their crib, read on for some advice and helpful tips offered in partnership with Sweet Lullaby Sleep! PLUS, don’t miss our giveaway at the end of this post to win a few items to help with your family’s sleep needs!
I don’t know about you, but over here we are (rather desperately now) dreaming of summer. Anyone else feel like this winter is never ending? It seems that we’ve had a few glimpses of spring (and we immediately commence conversations about riding bikes, blowing bubbles and hitting the park) and every. single. time. winter shows up the very next day to prove us wrong. Sigh.