We rarely sleep with our kiddos
unless they are ill. That’s just what we've always done-our space is our space
and their space is their space. Occasionally on the weekends, one of us may
sleep with AJ if she wants us to. (Actually,
she frequently requests one of us to sleep with her, but she falls asleep
before we go to bed so she never finds out we didn't actually sleep with her-yes, that probably won’t win us the Parents
of the Year Award). Most of the time it’s
Justin who sleeps with her because I am such a light sleeper and don’t sleep
well when my kids are in bed with me. Heck,
all three of my kids have tonsils the size of Mount Rushmore and, in my opinion,
breathe SO loud at night. Last night was
my lucky night because Alena wanted me to sleep with her since I recently had a
birthday-this turned out to be a bad decision.
Our kids hardly ever wake up in the middle of the night
unless they don’t feel well or, on a rare occasion, AJ has to use the
potty. The night before, both twins were
up at 4:40 (I’m guessing one twin woke the other twin up-can you believe that L
is still teething?!?). Last night, we
decided to separate them, hoping at least one would sleep it. So AJ and I slept on the main level of our “temporary
house” in the bedroom while L slept in the P n P in the office right next to
us. The guys each had their own room
upstairs, missing out on all of the fun we were about to have.
At 12:15, L wakes up. I quickly bring her into bed with AJ
and me, hoping she will fall asleep quickly.
I could tell something was bothering her as she kept flopping around and
moaning but I had already dosed her up with Tylenol. Eventually she fell asleep, sideways on the
bed with her feet constantly kicking me.
So I moved to the living room couch after grabbing a quilt from the
basement. Finally an hour after L woke
up, I fell back asleep.
2ish in the morning: I awake to something poking me in the
back over and over again. It’s AJ. She
needs to go potty. At what age do little ones get up in the middle of the night
and use the potty without bringing mom and dad in on the fun? Apparently, it’s not at 5 years old! Although this girl RARELY gets out of bed
without calling for one of us, so it shouldn't surprise me. (It did make transitioning her to a toddler
bed super easy, however). To this day she
will wake up in the morning and call for one of us to come get her before
coming downstairs. After a quick trip to
the bathroom, I tucked her back in. Seeing
that L had crowded her side, we had to move her pillow and her thousand stuffed
animals to the other side of the bed.
Again, I found the couch and fell asleep.
3ish in the morning:
I hear someone calling "Mom" and awaken from my dream. It is AJ again-“My leg hurts.” With the twins, any boo-boo we kiss and it
goes away but that doesn't work with my oldest any longer. I was too tired to ask why her leg was
hurting but offered her an ice pack. This
sufficed. I again tucked her in tight
and left the room, this time telling her to sleep the rest of the night because
I was tired.
3:40ish: I wake up
when something jumps on top of me. If that isn't a wake up call, I don’t know what is! I look down to see yellow eyes glowing at me
and feel paws kneading my stomach.
Apparently, I didn't shut the basement door completely when I went down
there earlier to get a quilt for my make shift bed in the living room. I quickly threw Milo back downstairs, double
checked that the door was shut, and then went to bed, again.
4:20AM: I hear a
little voice. AJ is upstairs now, talking to Justin. Apparently she didn't want to bother me for a
third time; how nice. She’s scared so
she decides to sleep the rest of the night in his bed.
6:20: I again hear a
little voice-“Mommy?” This time it’s my
middle child, probably loving her new found freedom allowing her to get up and
out of bed when she wakes in the morning.
She was bright eyed and ready for the day so we turned on the news and
snuggled on my “bed.”
Tonight, we’ll all try sleeping in our own beds!
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