I am now writing once a week about Daddyland for YourTango.com. It is a slightly different take than this blog, in that it focuses on couples and relationships, so I am writing about me and E and how our parenting choices impact us.
Here is the top of this week’s post:
My wife and I bed hop.
No, not like that.
Rather, we hop from our big bed to a toddler bed to a mattress on the floor of the living room. We hop from kid to kid, from the toddler to the baby and back. We stumble past each other in the night carrying our children, each of us sleeping in as many as three different beds on any given night.
You see, we co-sleep. It doesn’t help that we have two of the lightest-sleeping children around. They scratch, they nurse, they cry, they get growing pains. Even worse, they wake each other up. This makes co-sleeping hard.
The upshot of all this? I am desperate to sleep with my wife.
Again, no. Not that way. I just want to sleep next to her. And fall asleep. And then wake up. Next to her.
The impact of our sleep decisions echoes throughout the day.