Friday, May 30, 2008

Why I'm Awake at 6:00 a.m.

The babies are all asleep, at least, now they are.  The dad is back to sleep.  I am still awake recovering from the shock of waking up to hear my baby bounce off the step I use to get into our bed (yes, it's that tall, or I'm that short) and roll onto the floor.  I heard a very small amount of crying, and I woke up like a madwoman yelling, "James, he fell out!".

I know.  Judge if you'd like, but we co-sleep with the babies.  No, not because of some crap I read in a book about co-sleeping and its supposed benefits but because I'm tired.  I started doing it with Jameson because I just couldn't keep waking up 3 or 4 times per night to nurse the kid after the first 5 or 6 weeks.  Jameson and I never had an incident; however, I do remember once waking up in the middle of the night to catch him before he rolled off the edge.  Unfortunately, I am sad to say that Truman broke our safety streak this morning.

At about 5:30 a.m., I heard a head conk against the wooden step we have laying next to my side of the bed.  I then hear a baby roll onto the floor, cry for about 3 seconds, then silence.  I dart out of bed scoop him up, and yell at James.  In my eternal clumsiness, I then rush toward the bathroom and trip on a chair on my way there.  Don't worry.  I caught myself on the loveseat before hitting the ground with my already injured baby.

I turn on the light, and there he is, just smiling back at me.  He has
 a red mark on the likely impact site, but he is totally alert and happy (no surprise there).  I apologize to him about 100 times, and James scolds me about letting them sleep in the bed.  I acknowledge my negligence, but I also inform him that I cannot get up 7 or 8 times per night to feed the twins and get them back to bed.  I promise not to let them sleep on the outer edge, and I will limit the sleeping capacity to 1 baby in the bed at any time.

Two hours later, I am awake and thankful that my baby is okay and back to sleep.  I am blessed a million times over, and we are all so lucky.

1 comment:

Chatter said...

You are definitely not alone there. Glad he's okay and everyone survived :). Good luck with the cribs!