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Crib Saver

Looking around on the net, I found crib savers/ protectors for teething toddlers starting at $20 and up.  They looked simple, so I figured, why not tackle this myself.  Plus, when you DIY, you can custom your own colors and design. (Which if I could do it again, I would do black one side and pink on the other by doing a simple stitch lengthwise down the center, but I didn't want to get too fancy and spend to much money just in case it was a bust.

Well I found a DIY no sew version of a crib saver, and had pretty good results.

To be honest, I totally rushed through this project.  Haley was in the room with me, I had a million other things on my mind, and I just wanted to check it off my to-do list.  So I rushed and I was sloppy, yet it turned out nicely.

You know the fleece tie blankets that are so popular, well this crib saver is the same idea.

All you need is one yard of fabric and a pair of scissors.

Here is the link if you want the step by step directions:

http://momrhapsody.wordpress.com/2010/10/10/diy-crib-rail-cover/


This is an in progress photo.  As you can see Haley is begging me to take it off and not finish the project.  She apparently liked the wood:
"Oh no mommy, please don't!"
She is testing it out.  I would definitely recommend getting a thick enough fabric like fleece so if they do decide to chomp (case-in-point below) it won't effect the rail. 

Finished project, not too shabby.  It's not the most fancy.  But for 3 bucks and 15 minutes, okay, I'll take it:


And now, just a tour of Haley's new bedroom.  It is basically finished for now:
Sign says: "Always kiss me good night" 

Trying out her new chew toy


She was over it....

And now just some misc. photos:
She looks really intense in this photo.  Like she has something really important she is trying to tell me.  
 Okay, so I am mildly proud of this cake.  I made the entire thing from scratch.  No boxes, no Betty Crocker. It was all this momma Abbott.  It didn't turn out exactly how I had pictured, but not bad for my first try.  It tasted okay.  It was WAY rich but lacked flavor (white cake with butter cream icing)

Haley decided it was more fun to play in then eat.  Wish I thought the same.
Almost a smile.  She started taking serious steps right around her first birthday.  And today (5/22) she has really been putting a great deal of effort into trying to walk.  She can take like 10-15 steps at one time now.  Even stop and catch her balance. She will be running in a months time.  Also, I clearly buttoned her shirt wrong, but noticed and fixed it later.  She's difficult to dress these days.  
Good night all.  

Comments

Rachelle T. said…
Love, love, love your doors-they're the type we have picked out for the future...sigh! The crib saver rocks too, we badly scratched up Bayden's crib leaning over, wearing belts.
5/23/2012 11:43 AM
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