A lovely musing on inadvertent cosleeping (for lack of a better phrase–what else to call it? when the kids end up in your bed?)
I was just thinking about this the other day–about how we don’t usually know that something is happening for the Last Time. And also about sleep, how it’s sort of completely crazy that we often wake up all four in one bed, but also sweet in its way, and I know that it’s finite. I know that I’m likely to miss this phase when it ends.
This “real live preacher” guy seems pretty cool, too.
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1 Kerry // Mar 9, 2010 at 12:58 am
Thank you for that, Julie! I practically cried. We have basically had Miles in bed at least next to us from the get go (from 4 months until we left Tucson, we had a queen and he was in a twin wedged between us and the wall, but we kind of all slept all over the place – here in SA, the house only has twin beds, we pushed 3 together and that’s how we sleep, we move again soon and he may…just might…just sleep in his own bed….)
I truly believe co-sleeping recharges our family’s batteries every night and though I fantasize about my own bed and more snuggle time with Tim, I know I’ll miss this time when it’s gone. Smooch Clem and Lincoln for me!
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