The Crib Thing
We have a decent crib that we've used for two kids now. Ever since I found out I was pregnant, though, I've been debating replacing it. That's mostly due to this particular problem. We did end up putting some contact paper over the damaged parts, but Little Dude either chewed through it or pulled a lot of it off. So it doesn't look so hot anymore. For the last few months I've had an internal debate between my aesthetic sense and my frugal sense. I made up my mind to go ahead and sand down the crib and refinish it. That is the best thing to do, really, and probably won't be that hard. Especially once we end up in our new house with a garage. The baby will sleep in a bassinet for the first few months anyways so we have leeway. But then I've been reading stories about this recall, and even though that is not the brand of our crib, the stupid picture of the baby doll with his head trapped in the broken side will not get out of my paranoid pregnant brain. Our crib is a similar drop-side model, and the drop-side mechanism has been broken since about two weeks after we got it. That means it doesn't move at all and hasn't during the many years we've had the crib. The problem with pregnancy hormones is that they make you irrational and paranoid. It's no wonder the baby-supply industry can make so much money. I think I'll try and put off the crib decision until after we have the baby. And stop looking at that webpage.