Grace is 4 and has never, ever, ever, I mean, ever slept in our bed. In fact we've never had one of our kids sleep in our bed or even attempt or ask to crawl in with us sometime during the night. The thought has never crossed their mind. Logically speaking, it's all because handy husband and I are such great parents with a keen sense of discipline and follow through. Or, it's simply because we are no fun. Zero. Seriously, what parent hasn't slept with their child? It's ridiculous. In our case it's because we never wanted to start down that road. It's always much more difficult to get back to the other side once you've jumped the fence.
But, I was feeling like snuggling with one of my kids all night. So, I invited Grace to sleep with us in our bed last Friday night (while her dad was rolling his eyes at me). She and I went to bed at eight and my intention was stay with her until she fell asleep. Well, at ten, Koby woke me up as he barged into the room to go to bed. Apparently, I need more sleep.
I loved waking up and seeing her beautiful face, incredible bed head, and hearing her scratchy "just woke up" voice.
Because we're such great parents, she hasn't even asked to sleep there again. I'm actually missing it and can't wait to do it again. I've opened myself a Pandora's box.
A picture of our little angel snuggled in her bed a couple of weeks ago when she wasn't feeling well.
Is there room for me, Gracie?
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