Tuesday, February 28, 2012

The Magical Moment between Mama, Daddy, and Connor

The first night we were at Jen's, we came up with the brilliant plan to let Connor sleep in the bed with us. Cue fairy tale music, butteflies flying around our heads, and doves singing.
At first, I thought to myself, "This is so dreamy. Connor's cuddling with us. He's so peaceful; this is a magical moment; why don't we let him sleep in our bed more often? (Have I ever mentioned that Connor is NOT a cuddler? I mean, really. He'll barely give you a hug before running off to be with his friends. So the idea of getting to cuddle with him was magical).

A few minutes into the experience when he was wiggling around, I had a quick thought that this might not go so well, but it quickly vanished when I again saw that adorable, peaceful smile that spread across his face, as he held Daddy's hand with one hand and his monkey with the other. It was certainly one of those "Stop Everything. Enjoy this Magical Experience" moments.

About an hour later, when I had been kicked in the head about 5 times, I began to think this was not the smartest plan. Fast forward to a sleepless night of tossing and turning and the vicious cycle of Connor wakes up and moves around...the babies hear him (did I mention they were sleeping in a pack-n-play at the foot of our bed?)... and start crying... one of us gets up to get them a bottle... Connor asks us what we're doing...we finally get settled in the bed...Connor finally goes back to sleep...the babies move, thereby waking Connor up, thereby causing him to kick me in the head a few more times...causing me to toss and turn...and thus waking the babies up...who now begin crying.

It was lovely. No. It was pretty bad. And at the end of the night, we learned a few lessons:

  1. Cute sleeping babies are far less cute when they are kicking you in the head.
  2. For the sake of my marriage, my sanity, and my ability to function in the world, it is best to not ever sleep with Connor again.
  3. Trying to fit 5 people in one room is stupid. I mean, really stupid.
  4. Connor and Aiden take after me with my VERY light sleeping. Isabella is certainly her Daddy's daughter as she can sleep through anything.
  5. When we go to Disneyland this upcoming summer, we will need to have a good plan for sleeping because we can not survive on 2 hours of sleep.
  6. Magical sleeping babies are still magical - so long as they're in their cribs, in their own rooms.
We wised up the second and third nights. We moved the babies into the bathroom with the fan on for some white noise and Connor slept in his PeaPod tent that he sleeps in at my mom's house (I included a picture of it from Kidco, Inc.'s page). If you're looking for something that you can put a toddler in (when they outgrow a pack-n-play), I would totally reccomend this. We zip him in and he loves it!

2 comments:

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I promise, someday you will again love and find the magicalness of trying to sleep in on a sunday am and have all three kids wanting to cuddle in bed with you. We often wake up with Connor in between us or on one side and we each have a girl at our feet. I love it! =)

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That pea pod is such a cute idea!

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