Before
we had children, I had a sleep disorder of sorts... as in I actually took sleep
medicine for it (not Ambien, although I did take that once, but I stopped it
after I had a conversation with a Frenchman while I was in the shower while
under its "spell"). But, if I didn't take my sleep medicine, it was
very difficult for me to go to sleep (my mind just won't quit sometimes).
Well,
since our foray into parenthood, I haven't had to take my sleep medicine at all
to go to sleep. It's a blessing, but I think it shows you what true exhaustion
is like. It also is a testament to our children's inability to sleep well.
Ever
heard of attachment parenting? Well, my wife knows more about this than I do,
but it's kind of this idea that your baby is always attached to you... like,
you "wear" your baby in a sling, there's something called
"breastfeeding on demand" involved, and, <insert huge groan
here> "co-sleeping."
Back
when our first baby was born, we had already decided to keep the baby in the
room with us (in a pack-n-play, I think), but she was a horrible sleeper and
even though she would begin her evening of sleeping in her space, somehow she
always managed to end up in ours. She would not transfer to her back to her
little crib either - it was an immediate wake-up. We would even put a heating
pad in her bed before we tried to put her back in it so that it would sort of
fake her out, but she didn't buy it! So, we reluctantly became co-sleeping
parents (I would end up just moving to the couch most nights). And there was a
time that I actually set up a blow up bed in the living room knowing I would be
out there at some point. But you know how it is, you are so sleep-deprived, you
do anything and everything to get the baby to sleep so that you can too.
There's two out of the four hogging the bed. |
Fast-forward
a few more children and with the exception of our second-born (who gets the
prize for best sleeper!) it's sort of been the same with the other ones. The
last two have been even more difficult than the first, and so my wife has
become a pro at nursing them in bed and sort of half-sleeping (she's probably
chronically sleep-deprived, I'm sure).
So,
that's fine and all, I guess, but now we have a problem. All of them want to
sleep in our bed all of the time. We put a limit on it, definitely, but
inevitably, we wake up to kids in our bed almost every single night. Then, we
just take them back to their beds, and go back to sleep ourselves. One time,
and I kid you not, they were ALL in our bed one early morning. They had wedged
themselves all around and my wife and I were just hovering on the very edge of
each side. I’ve been forced on many occasions to sleep in my daughter’s bottom
bunk because my bed is so full (this actually has turned into a luxury – a bed
to myself.)
The middle has never left. |
There
really isn't much of a point to this post, except to shake my fist in the air
and then start the Donation Bucket for us to get a queen-sized bed. Yes, that's
right, folks, we currently have a full-sized one, and that is not going to be
big enough, since these kids will probably still be crawling into bed with us
when they are teenagers.
I think a king would be better, and there are family beds. Hilarious but true.
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