Three In the Bed

I enjoyed co-sleeping after the kids were born. There came a time, though, when it just wasn't working any more and the kids were kicked out to go sleep in their crib. Kaitlyn was by far the longest co-sleeper we had. Landon didn't really want anything to do with it. Collin could have gone either way.

As the kids got older, to where they could climb out of their own beds or even verbalize that they wanted to come sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room, we had and still have one rule : You can come sleep in our room, but you may not sleep in our bed with us. So, on those nights that they have a bad dream or just plain can't sleep, we make a little bed on our floor beside our bed and they snuggle down and fall asleep.

Last night, I broke the rule.

It's very rare that the kids wander out of their rooms anymore. They have found that their beds are much more comfortable.

Last night...or early this morning really, Collin woke up to go potty. He was so warm and adorable...I couldn't resist. I invited him to sleep with Mommy and Daddy...in our bed.

We have a queen size bed. It's the perfect size for us...in my opinion. Ask my husband and he will tell you differently. A queen fits the two of us just perfectly with a little extra room to get away if we need. That little extra room...well, I forgot just how little it is when you bring a little boy in to it. It makes for a sleepless Mommy.

So, early this morning, as I lay in between my snoring husband and my littlest man that was flopping like a fish I couldn't help but smile in my sleeplessness. One day, he will be too old to climb in to bed with Mommy and Daddy. He will be too old to want to lay there and rub my cheek. He will be too old to want to lay and hold my hand. So, I took it all in and listened to both of them sleep while I could not.

It was the perfect way to spend a sleepless night.