The bed that we have had since he was .. three years old I think. We rented it due to E being an run awayer in the middle of the night. One time I found him (this was before this bed) at the front door in my apartment complex.. in the middle of the night. Yes I had locked the door.

I spoke with the CPS about the bed (due to safety reasons, etc.) together with the hospital, and I got approved. Sure, I didn’t need to talk to them, but due to me having a child with special needs… People don’t understand how it is, so yeah. I have been involved with them ever since so I figured out it would be better to have a true, straight communication with them.  Anyway, they said yes, so we ordered it. After having gotten the bed, E felt so safe. He had his own place. I made it into a fort sometimes so he could have his own little “house” to be in, and he loved it.

Note this this bed also had a beamer you could have over the closed doors (kinda lock him in) and that was approved as well. Yes I am  keeping my blog raw and authentic so the truth is being told .

Fast forward to now … He wasn’t home, and the bed was waiting to get picked up! So I unscrewed the whole entire bed and had M help me carry it down to the basement.  It stood in the basement until the guys from the hospital-special-team-helping-thing came and picked it up. The past weekend (12th & 13th of December) we worked hard to get every piece together.

This Wednesday (17th) E came home and he has been sleeping in it every night. I am so proud of him.

The boy who was super happy and excited. Jumped right into bed after seeing it and was ready to go to sleep. Giving goodnight kisses and saying goodnight.. at 5pm.. That’s how excited he got.

So cute but yeah. He is now a big boy and a big boy need a big boy bed.