I forgot how much I love infant snuggles in bed first thing in the morning.
For the first three months A spent quite a few nights in bed with me. Hubby was away working through the week so it was just her and I. When he was home on the weekends, I would go to the couch with her. I never intended to have her in our bed, co-sleeping wasn’t a term I had heard of then. She always started the night in her crib and usually around 3-4 am would be in with me. She now sleeps in a toddler bed, and only crawls in with us a few minutes before Hubby’s alarm goes off maybe once a week.
B has only been in our bed a few times, and that was within the first few weeks.
Last night at 5am, after 2 hours of trying to get her to sleep somewhere other than my arms in our glider Hubby asked me why I didn’t just bring her to bed with us like I used to do with A. Ummm, I didn’t think of it. Simple. So to bed we all went, and slept great for 2 1/2 hours. I didn’t even hear the alarm go off, nor did I notice Hubby kissing me good-bye.
I realized this morning after getting up how much I missed those snuggles in bed.