Have you noticed I haven't mentioned Liza's lack of nighttime sleep lately? There is a very good reason for this....basically, I've adopted the "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" mentality. Yes. We are officially bedsharing. Nights were too long and I was too tired to function from rocking a fussy baby back to sleep all.night.long. Now, Liza goes to sleep in her crib and the first time she wakes up after I am already in bed, I bring her to bed with me and we snug down for the night. I knew the switch was official when we took off one of Henry's bedrails and put it on my side of the bed so I can sleep soundly without worrying about a certain little baby girl rolling off our ridiculously high bed in the middle of the night.
This is a big deal, people. A big deal indeed. When Henry was a newborn, I was sure of 3 things: he would breastfeed, wear cloth diapers, and only sleep in his crib. I was convinced that one night in our bed would lead to a lifetime of kicking, squirming little people ruining the little bit of sleep I was afforded. When Henry woke up we rocked. And rocked. And rocked. And then we rocked a little bit more. Around 10 months old, after a very carefully implemented plan of systematic less rocking for the previous month, I regimented how much and how loud he would be allowed to cry until he learned to sleep on his own.
But, Liza is not Henry and this is not two years ago. I have no plans of letting Liza cry and I try to block the memories of Henry crying in his crib all by his lonesome out of my mind. I think about it this way. If Henry starts crying now during the night, we run into his room so he can tell us what is wrong. Why is it different when a non-speaking baby is crying? Crying is crying. And, unhappy children need to be tended to whether the tears are caused by an ear infection, a hungry belly, or the simple fact of needing comfort.
You know what? I don't worry about Liza sleeping with us forever. Why should we all suffer for lack of sleep now because of a fear I have for the future? It simply isn't logical and if she needs me, now or in 10 years, I want to be there for her.
So now Liza sleeps in our bed.
And, I won't lie. I like it a lot. I like her little snuggles and the way she lets me know she is ready to nurse without making a peep. I like the way I can rub her belly and bicycle her legs so she can pass gas and instantly fall back asleep. I like the way I subconsciously scoot away from her in my sleep to get a little space to myself and end up snuggling with Taylor. And, to be honest, I really really like not getting out of bed at night.
It's a nice concept.
Do you cosleep?