I hear the door down the long hallway as it clicks and creaks open. I know he is coming after he stops at the bathroom to tinkle.
And he does, his feet literally pitter-pattering down the hall. Next he is right by the bed and my tired ears hear him, “Mommy, can I snuggle?”
I mutter “yes” in my sleepiest state and wish that he would just climb in without question and that the door did not click and creak to wake me. I wish I could just SLEEP for hours straight.
But for the last week or so every child has been in our bed at some point during the week, at some point during the night. Even Ben, who I woke up next to one morning, guessing it was Gavin but I was wrong. Thankfully HE just climbed in.
And then Katie comes in too, begging for breakfast with her best whine backing her pleas. And I just want to lay there, tired and wondering how morning arrived so fast again. She climbs in and hugs me for a bit and then sits up and says again, “I want breh-fast!”
On Saturdays, we “sleep in” until 7:30 or 8. And they all bound on our bed nagging about when we will get up. “Please get up!” Their dad and I snuggle in close together and tease that we are staying in bed all day and tell Ben to make breakfast and he laughs and says, “No, you have to make breakfast!” And Gavin gets jealous of the adult closeness and climbs between, clinging to my torso like his life depends on it.
And then we tickle and giggle and give in to their requests figuring we have to feed them at some point.
I know I should enjoy these days when we still all fit in the bed and when our kids still WANT us first thing in the morning. I know I should grab onto them and hold them the tightest because someday they will not come running in or asking to snuggle. But sometimes? I just want to sleep.
I’m kinda obsessed with sleep right now because I’m hardly getting any so I get this, I do. May you get more sleep. Soon. xo
Our boys used to climb in with me on weekdays for a few minutes and then with both of us on weekends (Jay leaves for work really early) but they don’t anymore.
I guess what I am saying is that this too shall end so hold on tight!
But sometimes? I just want to sleep – ha! Andrew loves to snuggle in our bed, but Caroline is crazy and tries to jump off or bang her head on the headboard…Someday I’m hopeful we could all just go back to sleep on Saturday mornings!
I so hear you! Though, our bed is not a family bed. The kids very rarely sleep with us. Most of the time, if something wakes them at night, they call to me and I have to get up and check on them. Last night, at 2:30 a.m., when Buddy called to me because his “guys” (stuffed animals) fell off of his bed, I was not happy, and almost wished we had a family bed.
We have someone in bed most mornings too, although Travis is rarely aware until we are all waking up. It is so funny how some kids are sensitive to parental closeness too. This past Sunday, the kids insisted we stay in our room until they told us to come out. They had made place mats and set the table and made toast for all of us! So sweet.
But I long for the opportunity to actually sleep in.
Cady has finally learned the only way she gets to stay is if she is very careful and doesn’t wake either of us up. It helps that she crawls in on David’s side.
My 6 year old just climbed into bed with us last night. Thankfully she is the only that does it now. All my babies slept with us until they were about 15 months and then moved onto their own beds and we loved that, but frankly I think anything longer than that is overrated!
Good luck with your sleep!
There must be something in the water this week because both of my kids have been doing this too! One night. Without little feet in my back. I guess I will get it when I go to a wedding in a couple of weeks. With my luck I will wake up at 6 and be wide awake when i could sleep in!
I remember wanting to just sleep, and longed for a day of not getting elbowed by a tiny bony elbow. Just like I used to long for days of not carrying around diaper bags, or for my children to be able to walk beside me and not be carried or pushed in a stroller.
I miss those things so much now…