My head was the stage….

Tuesday night/Wednesday morning, I was awakened by Jeremiah who couldn’t sleep.  He tried to crawl in bed with us but we were too hot, then he was suddenly “choking to death” by having to sleep on my arm, and he needed a pillow.  I told him to go get one.  He came back with a stuffed animal, that he proceeded to play with on. my. head. at 2:40 in the morning.  Needless to say, I was not pleased.  After explaining to him that it is not cool, not even remotely cool…. to play with stuffed animals on your mother’s head at 3 in the morning…. he went and got his blanket and chilled on the floor, where he eventually fell back asleep and I nearly tripped on him when I got out of bed a few hours later.

The kids coming into the bed with us, usually in the middle of the night, is not an uncommon occurrence.  Especially when they are younger.  When I tell folks this, the conversation eventually leads to co-sleeping, and co-sleeping is one of those crazy subjects people love to fight about. I don’t want to fight about it, that isn’t the point of this post….  The point of it was to tell you the ridiculous thing that Jeremiah did at 3 a.m., not to start a war about co-sleeping.

I don’t think I would classify myself as a co-sleeping parent of the militant variety.  You know the ones that say it is the only way to go… the ones that make people feel like they have sinned against nature by placing their child in a crib. I would classify myself as a co-sleeping parent who does it for much more practical reasons, like….. sleep. 

Reason 1:  It is pickin’ cold when you get up at 3 am to feed a baby.  If the baby is with you, there is no need to freeze for either you or the baby.

Reason 2:I value my sleep.  Getting up in the middle of the night is not my idea of fun.  At. All. … As my children get older, if they come and climb in bed with me, I don’t have to get out of bed to shush them back to sleep.  It is a win, win.  They are comforted, I get to stay in bed.

That pretty much sums it up.  I like sleep.  If sleeping with my kids helps them and me sleep.  I vote YES for it. 

Now all I need to figure out is how to keep them from having puppet shows on my skull at 3 a.m.

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3 thoughts on “My head was the stage….

  1. Well, I see nothing wrong with a young child feeling they need the security of their parent in the middle of the night (notwithstanding the puppet show). There IS a point when one has to draw limits. However, I don’t think it’s a bad thing at Jeremiah’s age.
    Co-sleeping? I guess my parenting days are too way far gone to have even heard the term. Besides, there are some things “parenting classes” and psychologists can’t teach you about YOUR children. You and your hubby will know, when it’s time to put a stop to it.

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  3. I loved this post…had to laugh as i read it…and your reasons are the exact reasons I have for letting my children and babies sleep with me…although…we have a baby in bed with us at the moment, so any other children that wander down in the middle of the night make a bed on the floor…lol.

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