I’m sure that there are people reading this on both sides of the co-sleep debate. Some of you will be appalled to know that I let my kids sleep in my bed with me occasionally. Others of you will be scandalized to learn that I put my tiny babies in a regular size crib in another room of my house. Dastardly either way, I know.
What side of the co-sleep issue do I support? Neither. I’m definitely a mugwump when it comes to this issue. My mug is on one side of the fence, and my wump is on the other.
I can honestly say that I see good and bad in both ways. I would advise you to do what works best for you and your husband. I definitely think you should talk about it with your man before you bring home that red-faced, howling infant who is the most adorable thing on this earth.
My first baby was rough on me; physically, mentally, emotionally, every -lly you can think of. [An almost 11 pound baby born naturally of a 5’1″ petite woman is not a pretty first delivery.] Because my son was so big it was a while until he went for more than 4 hours without being nursed. It seemed like forever at the time. I didn’t use bottles, so there was no question about who had to get up in the night.
My husband knew that I wanted to have our baby sleep in the crib when possible. He also knew that I was bone-weary and was totally supportive of those times when I just had to crash in my bed with my son. Sometimes he would even sleep with the baby and let me have some time! He did that with every baby. When I was frazzled and frantic my babies would pick up on my bad vibes. My husband would be calm and they would fall asleep together. Warning: Seeing your man and your baby sleeping together can make your heart skip a beat, your head say “aww”, and your eyes tear up.
Then came a time period when the baby was always in the crib to sleep. The monitor was usually on even though the door to the baby’s room is 4 feet from the door to my room. What can I say? I liked to hear every snort, sneeze, and hiccup.
Next came the transfer to a bed that the child could get out of. That meant more times of getting up in the night. Each one would sneak into my bed. My firstborn would hold my hand and sleep. My second born would cuddle up against my side or back. My third born lays on top of me. Oomph.
They never spent the whole night in my bed. I took them back to their bed or pushed my husband out of bed to take them back. I do try to be courteous of his work schedule, most of the time…
I enjoy sleeping with them to a point. I don’t sleep as well when they are with me. I do like the feel and smell of them, especially if it’s a cold night. I don’t like when they come to my bed and get sick. I do like their hugs and kisses waking me up.
Either way, the time passes. Once they sleep all night in their big kid bed the co-sleeping for us is basically over. The lure of the toys is stronger in the early morning than the lure of Mommy’s bed.
How about you? Are you for or against co-sleeping? Please be nice and polite. I’m not asking for a debate, just for what you do/did.