For the past couple of months we’ve been staying with a family member, awaiting the closing on our new home. Because our move was so abrupt, the hubs and I have been circumstantially sharing an 11×13 room with our 5 year old boy/girl twins, 4 year son, and 2 year old daughter. While being so close to my dear family, I’ve learned that my 2 year old daughter talks to herself and sounds like she’s hooked up to an amp. Our very strong 4 year old is quite the fighter in his sleep. Not a good co-sleeper at all unless you like Brazilian jiu jitsu moves performed on you. Mr. BJ, our 5 year old son, who sleeps alone in a toddler bed a few inches away from our bed, grinds his teeth and tosses and turns all night long fighting with his blanket. Our sweet 5 year old daughter Naomi likes to cuddle with mama when she finally goes to sleep which is usually around midnight. She’s our little night owl who sneaks out of the room at least 3 or 4 times during the night.
This situation has been slightly uncomfortable and tad bit unconventional but I absolutely love it, now. Beyond the constant yells of “Be quiet!” , “Give me my blanket!”, “Eww who fart it!” I feel like we’ve grown closer as a family than ever before. I stare at their sweet faces throughout the night and smile as I know that they are loved, comfortable and safe.
I’m not sure what our sleeping dynamic will look like when we finally move into our new home (next week, hooray!!!). We will cut the umbilical cord again from all 4 kids (mom AND dad this time) and I’m obviously struggling with the thought of that. I seriously didn’t think that this would be bittersweet but it is. This hasn’t been the most preferred sleeping arrangement, however, I have to confess that I will definitely miss hibernating with my little cubbies. I’ll have to convince my hubby to allow us to co-sleep at least one night a month. We’ll see how THAT goes. I’m grateful for this experience either way. God is so good. 💙