So, the last few nights (more like the last few weeks) Adam has been toddling to my bed in the middle of the night. He taps my arm while he sucks his thumb and looks all angelic. I lay there and think I can get up out of bed and take him back to his bed x500 or, I can let him come into bed with us. It's usually the second option that wins.
There's a problem with this option. I get about 3 inches of sleeping space. Hubby takes his side of the bed, Adam takes up 90% of my side, and I"m left sleeping on the edge (you know, that really hard outer seam). It's unpleasant to say the least. I'm a big fan of the co-sleeping/family bed -- whatever you want to call it. It was absolutely FABULOUS while I was breastfeeding. But I'm not anymore. When you google "co sleeping" you get these beautiful pictures of parents peacefully sleeping with their babies.
It's so untrue.
The fact is, if a toddler climbs into your bed, you are faced with elbows in your back, knees in your unmentionables, and flying fists. No wonder kids need to take naps, how can you get any rest while you flail about like a ninja all night long?
Last night, I'd had enough -- but felt bad because poor Adam was up with nightmares or teething pain or something. All I know is that he was crying to the point that he got those cry-hiccup things. Poor kid. He finally fell asleep and I thought, "let him sleep!!"
Then, I soon had a knee in my back, and fingers up my nose and morning breath smell blowing in my face. So...I grabbed my pillow and went to sleep in HIS bed.
I think that they had it right, back in the times of those 50s TV shows...separate beds means that I will wake up happy, refreshed, and actually feel like being a productive wife instead of a snarly freak.
I'm off to search for twin beds for me and my man...yahoo! (just joking....sorta)
1 week ago