We are a co-sleeping family. It’s completely wonderful and miserable at the same time. Long gone are the days of spooning with my husband. Long gone are the days of rolling over. Long gone are the days of getting up to pee without waking everyone else in the house.
I’ve seen many an image of moms and babes cuddled up in blissful slumber and oh so sweet photos of dads and toddlers all snuggled up peacefully dreaming together. In reality, in MY reality at least, it doesn’t usually look like that, especially since I have children who have never, in three and a half years, ever slept through the night.
At home, we have a king-sized bed with an adjacent unused toddler bed. Our nights usually end up with a few shifts in positions and snuggle partners; however, while visiting my in-laws this week, THIS is what happened. Warning: Do not try this at home.
The Playing Field:
One queen-sized bed
One twin-sized air mattress on the floor at the foot of the queen-sized bed
Papa (My hubby)
Monkey (our 3.5 year old son)
Bear (our 1 year old daughter)
Mama and Bear in big bed.
Bear in big bed. (Mama in the bathroom.)
Papa and Monkey in little bed.
Papa and Bear in big bed.
Mama and Monkey in little bed.
Mama, Papa, and Bear in big bed.
Monkey in little bed.
Papa, Monkey, and Bear in big bed.
Mama in little bed.
Papa and Monkey in big bed.
Mama and Bear in little bed.
Mama and Monkey in big bed.
Papa and Bear in little bed.
Mama, Monkey, and Bear in big bed.
Papa in little bed.
Mama, Monkey, Bear, and Papa all in big bed – sleeping sideways with feet dangling off the end.
Needless to say, we were all exhausted the next day.
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