My daughter still sleeps in my bed.
And I have done nothing to really stop it.Ok, I sort-of tried last year in March, but lost the battle with my strong-willed daughter and just…
gave up trying.
And, if I can be really, really honest,
I don’t care
I should care.
And while I can say a good portion of it is Emma coming to me on nights when Russ isn’t here and begging to sleep in my bed with me because “I’m scared”, “I’m cold”, “I’m sad”, or my personal favorite, “I’m keeping daddy’s pillow warm”, for the most part, it’s me.
I let Emma sleep in my bed because she snuggles with me and she’s warm, and full of love, and my babies are growing up and Lord knows it won’t be long before she’d rather be anywhere but with me.
So, I’m savoring it…