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Funny little monkey...

Bryn has been so cute the past few days, constantly making me smile about stuff, and then I can't remember later what it was that made me smile...

One story though from the other night, had me thinking about the sorts of things I'd miss if I wasn't cosleeping with this child...

Background information: I sleep naked. Yes, Summer and Winter. I just have to because I toss and turn so much that my clothes always end up twisted around me and strangling me.

So, anyway, the other night, Dave and I are going to bed, and Dave brings Bryn in from the couch in the loungeroom where Bryn sleeps during the evening (probably because it's warmer than the bedroom)... Bryn immediately "goes the grope" as he does every night, just to make sure his "Meh" are still there, and then I go to turn over - as I do every night - and he snuggles into my back.

I ask him if my back is cold (it feels cold to me), and he says it's not. I then say, "Yeah, but I bet my bum is cold" The reference to my rear end here is meant to elicit giggles from him, as it often does throughout the day these days... He goes, "You bum not cold, you bum is STINKY!" and laughs. I reply, "Well, that's ok then, because your feet are STINKY!" and this leads to a ramble between us about various things, including Daddy being stinky... Lots of giggles and then we drift off to sleep...

Cut to the middle of the night...

It's pitch black outside, and I turn over, yet again, and manage to put my elbow into Bryn's back, which he doesn't appreciate, and so lamments, "Move over Mommy, YOU BUM IS STINKY!!!" in that half-awake voice, which you know is just the autopilot!

So, i spend the next 15 minutes trying to stifle giggles, hahaha!

I'm really torn about cosleeping atm, on the one hand, who would want to put a stop to that much cuteness and fun, but on the other hand, I wonder how I'm going to manage with one child on either side. I know lots of people who do it, but I don't know if I have that much patience...

Comments

Amanda O. said…
*snickers hysterically*

I totally get what you mean about the dual co-sleeping. I am not eager to give up the cute, sweet and funny cosleeping La bits (lurv the sweet little moments where he rolls over and gives a still-sleeping kiss, awww) but the practicalities are a question. At the very least will definitely need a bigger bed than Queen!!!!! LOL
Sif said…
Oh yeah, we have a king size - we had a custom bed that was 2m wide, and that would be ok for four, but the mattress sucked majorly (futon) so I insisted on something more supportive...

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