I never co-slept with either of my kids. I had them both in a bassinet next to my bed when they were newborns, but eventually, they both ended up in their respective beds. On the rare occasion that one of them has a nightmare or has their bed peed upon by a sibling, I offer them a nice little spot on the floor to sleep.
It’s not so much that I am afraid of forming a irrevocable habit, but I value my sleep too much. I am unable to sleep with little people in my bed – they are all over the place. Last night I tried to get the kids to sleep in the same bed (we have 2 double beds in our room), but Rory wanted to sleep with Ryan which meant Kamryn was with me.
She has a habit of squeezing her feet between my legs and putting her face right in mine and breathing all over my face. Last night she was actually spooning me. I don’t let Ryan sleep that way – I’m sure as hell not going to let my 5 year old daughter. I moved her back over to her side of the bed countless times, but within the hour, she was right back in my business.
Tonight, I’m going to try and get Kamryn and Rory to sleep together again, but I don’t think they’ll take the bait. Or, I’ll end up with one or both of them waking up in the middle of the night and having to play musical beds. Either way, it’s a lose-lose situation. It’s a good thing the only energy I expended today was getting out to the pool and sitting in the sun.