My co-sleeping days are coming to an end and I’m not sure I’m ready for it.
My babies will always be my babies, but they seem intent on growing. I wish I could keep a baby version of them in my back pocket that I could pull out whenever I needed to. I guess that’s what pictures and video are for, but it’s just not the same.
This week my kids are making me nostalgic for the present. Of course I love watching them grow and go through different stages, but I really love the way the are at this very moment and then when this moment turns into the next, I love them in that very moment too.
Luna Pie, my 17 month old, has shared a room with Unknown Papi and me since birth. We put her to bed and later when we go to bed, she wakes up and co-sleeps with us. That was until a couple of days ago.
A couple of days ago, Put Pie (my soon to be 4 year old), asked if Luna Pie’s crib could be moved into her room. She really wants to share a room with her younger sister. So we did it. The girls are sharing a room and Unknown Papi and I get a room to ourselves. Except, not really.
Luna Pie, wakes up at some point in the night and starts calling for me. At that point, we grab her and she comes to sleep with us for the rest of the night so that she doesn’t wake up her sister. It’s pretty amazing that Luna Pie wakes up and calls for me every night right at the moment when I start missing her. Either I’m sensing that she is going to call for me or she’s sensing that I miss her.
Before Luna Pie, Put Pie would co-sleep with us. That means that I’ve been co-sleeping with a child for almost 4 years. I have mixed feelings about nearing the end of our co-sleeping era. I look forward to having more room, not waking up with a numb arm, and actually getting some uninterrupted sleep, but I will miss snuggling my babies all night. At night my daughters melt into me and I can tell they feel safe and loved. I like hearing them chuckle in their sleep, I like being there to sooth them when they have a bad dream.
With the birth of my first child I became a reluctant co-sleeper. I didn’t intend to co-sleep, but it became the only way that I could actually get some sleep. Now I am at the point in my parenting where I am reluctantly saying goodbye to co-sleeping. It actually makes me ache a bit. I love my babies and for as much as I’ve complained about my lack of sleep, I’ve never complained about being able to wrap my arms around them or smell their sweet breath at night. I’ve always known that my daughters like sleeping with me, I guess I just never realized just how much I’ve enjoyed sleeping with them.
And now your Friday Fortune Cookie
(don’t forget to add “in bed” at the end, if you are so inclined):
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