It’s become very obvious that I’ve given up all claim to my own room. To be honest, I’m questioning why we need a house with more than 1-bedroom! We are not co-sleepers. We don’t even set out to sleep in the same room. It just sort of happens, mostly in the middle of the night.

I’ve gotten so I have left 2 little blanket beds on the floor already made up. These are for the big kids. Honestly, the beds exist because I’m selfish with my sleep! When they wake me up, it’s just easier to let them sleep in my room. If not, they tend to come back and wake me up again after I’ve tucked them back in. So it’s a time saver in the middle of the night. And partially because I’m too lazy to clean up the blankets every morning.

Don’t judge! I mean really, what sense does it make to keep cleaning them up every morning just to put them back at night?! So I guess lazy isn’t the right word. Let’s call it managing my time efficiently.

Then, Sienna is still in our room. She is just shy of 3-months and sleeps in her pack and play next to me. It was about this time with my oldest that I made the transition to his crib in his own room. I think that’s what the “experts” recommend. Well, right now I’m thinking that’s just too far away from me. Not because I can’t handle having her that far away. It’s more the amount of time it’s going to take me to get to her in the middle of the night if she wakes up…adding to my awake time! Again, selfish!

I don’t know. It’s sounding like maybe lazy is the right word?! I just love my sleep so much.

Since having kids, it feels like uninterrupted sleep is the only sleep I get. I’m sure you can relate. My body just doesn’t function that way! I can’t tell you how many times my husband has said, “Wow! You like like hell this morning.” Of course in the most loving way possible. The kids are waking me up…not him.

What can I say, he keeps me grounded in my “glowing” state of motherhood. Haha.

In reality, I don’t mind having all the kids sleeping in my room most nights. My husband has come around to the idea too! He was actually the one that told me it made him sad to think that soon they won’t want to anymore.

So for as long as we can, we will let them take refuge in our room from their bad dreams. They tell me they don’t have them when sleeping in our room. That makes it worthwhile. It also keeps them safe from the monsters in their closets (or inside their walls as Melia (4) claims).

I know I dream of the day when my sleep is no longer interrupted. It will also be the saddest day ever because it will be another sign my babies are growing up.