Well, we have been in transition. We first got here to Turkey and were in a temporary apartment until the team helped us find the apartment that we wanted to live in. This meant that Asher had no crib. We tried everything. Laying him on the floor on a blanket. Fail. He rolls over now and so he would wake up crying because he would be face down on carpet. We then tried the stroller. Fail. He would roll in that and hit his face etc. So then for a few nights he slept with us. I hate this. I don't sleep well and neither does Ryan. I had enough of this co-sleeping (although I do love to snuggle for nap time. oops!) and came up with a plan. I turned one of our suitcases into a crib. I padded it with about 6 blankets and tried to make it as comfy as possible and plopped him on in. It worked! He slept so much longer and I woke up actually feeling like I had gotten a full night of sleep. Luckily we only had to do that for a few nights because we found the place we wanted and got Asher all set up. He now has his first somewhat of a nursery. I feel bad for the baby. He has never had a decked out nursery. I think this is something I feel sad about and he will never even have a clue about. Someday I will be in one place for longer then 9 months right? Until then, make a little feel like a lot!
I honestly don't know what I would do without Ikea. It saves me year after year. I know the pictures aren't exactly hung straight. I had to use previously punched nail holes. I don't think Asher cares if his pictures are a little ski-wompis.