He's Not In Our Bed. 3 of 31 #sol16

As I lay in my comfortable queen size bed fast asleep this morning, not ready for my alarm to go off minutes later, I vaguely hear the hubster mutter "He's not in our bed." I began to awaken a bit, just enough to register that it was 5 something am and our kiddo had slept through the night in his own bed. No, this was not the first time ever or even the second or third, but it has been a significant amount of time since it happened. Do we mind the fact that our kiddo usually climbs in bed with us at some point and sleeps the rest of the night with us? Not really. If he does end up sleeping in his own bed most of the night do we miss the snuggles and cuddles? Mostly. Do we realize how fleeting childhood is and how precious the time is where he will actually want to climb up, snuggle us, and breathe on top of our faces and accidentally kick us in the stomach and scratch our chests with his toes? Abso-freakin-lutely! (Sorry...I'm listening to Amy Poehler's "Yes, Please" on cd in my car and it's hard to turn off her humor and Bah-ston accent and language)

So this morning, I lay in my bed and wondered how many months it had been in this current phase, which may have ended last night or not, of coming into our room by 11pm or earlier. Last year, the kiddo would sleep until at least 1 or 2 in the morning before quietly running into our room and climbing up over dad's side of the bed (which is the farthest side from the door and takes extra effort to get to in the middle of the night or anytime, but that is for a whole other piece on how my child has favored his father for the last two years. I digress.) So, I'm not sure when it changed to become Mommy and Daddy's room by 11pm, but it did.

I'd love to say that waking up this morning felt ground breaking, earth shattering, life changing. But it didn't. It felt more like..."huh...so that happened." The thing with kids is that they are unpredictable yet love predictability. They go through phases. They are stubborn and attempt to grow their independence in the most unique and not so unique ways. Who knows if throughout the night my kiddo makes a conscious decision to stay asleep in his room or to come into ours. Who knows if it's just his subconscious releasing his need for independence or need for our attention. Who knows.

What I do know is that even though it would have been amazing to continue lying in bed for a few more minutes and even press snooze once or twice, I slowly got up and quietly tip toed to the kiddo's bedroom to hear him breathing and just check that he really truly was still in his room. My subconscious fears died as I heard him snoring away and I tip toed back to my big comfy bed to rest a little bit more. And press snooze once or twice.