Show of hands here: Who lets their kid sleep in their bed? Nothing wrong with it, I say. Nothing too wrong, anyway. Sure, you get kicked and whacked by a toddler who packs more wallop than you knew he had when he's in a sleeping state. But you get to sleep. Eight hours, even.
Neither child can fall asleep on their own. The youngest sleeps in our bed; the oldest sleeps in his own bed and does a pretty good job of staying there all night unless he wakes up and realizes that Mommy or Daddy didn't stay next to him all night. Then he climbs into our bed. Good thing we have a king-sized model.
I was greatly relieved when I read a story in Sunday's Sun-Sentinel about this very phenomenon.
The New York Times article included interviews with a handful of parents who admitted to letting their kids sleep in their beds because the alternative -- crying, cajoling, arguing -- would take away from precious hours of sleep.
It's just easier this way. While I'm glad I'm not the only one in this boat, I do wonder when it will end. I fantasize about cheerfully telling my sons goodnight and walking away from their beds, where they would be curled up and blissfully asleep. On their own.
Who knows. Maybe it's not just a pipe dream.