Lately when morning comes, all four of us are in the same bed. I honestly don’t know how and when it all happens. I’ve explained before that when Thomas wakes up in his crib and starts hollering for us down the hall, one of us races in to get him so as not to disturb Sissy in her bedroom across the hall. I’ve been so tired this week, I don’t recall hearing my 2-year-old calling for us or recognizing Daddy has come to get him until I wake up and realize he’s on my pillow. Then at some point Charlotte stumbles in and climbs over Thomas and me to get to the spot left between her brother and Daddy. Thankfully it’s a king bed and my munchkins are on the slender side so we all fit. But Thomas is worse than Charlotte when it comes to nuzzling his way on top of me. I have resorted to half my head on the pillow and a fetal sleeping position with my knees dangling over the edge. This morning I was so out of it I could hardly react to the squabbling between the monkeys in the middle. Touching, poking, kicking and pushing don’t mix well with a 5am unexpected wake-up. Then I realized there was more room on Charlotte’s other side. Poor Daddy was down sleeping on the living room couch! At least it was his choice and I didn’t banish him there.
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 29
This post was written by Tara on November 12, 2010