Thursday, August 7th, 2008
I have coslept with both of my kids off and on for much of their lives. With Gareth, he was pretty much weaned of it by the time he was 3.5. But that last year it was minimal. Jonas, however, has me wrapped around his pinky. There was a time earlier this year when he would go to sleep and I would only have to lay *next* to his bed. But these days, at bed time he says, "But my body needs to cuddle." (and that "cuddle" has an adorable three-year-old 'w' sound at the end). Sigh. How can I say no? So then I climb in. And I'm out for the night. Once I fall asleep there it is incredibly hard for me to wake back up. And on nights like last night, where my husband is out, I have no one to wake me up. So I sleep there until 3 a.m. when I stumble back to my bed. I had such high hopes for cleaning the house last night after they were asleep. No such luck. I know I need to be a little more steadfast in not climbing in, but I also know it will be a battle. I am nearly ready to fight that battle.