Last night Bailey had a horrible dream to say the least. I won’t even repeat it, it’s so bad. So around 4am he climbs into bed with us. Even having a king size bed, it was a tight squeeze but we made it work. At that time I didn’t know what the nightmare was about, we just went back to sleep. Watching him lay his head down with complete ease and knowing he felt safe was the best feeling in the world. Like his safe haven. He looked so peaceful.
I was never allowed to get in bed with my mom, I actually don’t have one memory of doing so. Some parents just don’t do that. Some parents go to their kids bed and sleep with them until they fall asleep. I don’t think that’s bad idea, I just would rather him climb in with me. I know he will soon get to the age where he no longer wants or needs us for things like that. Last night I cuddled him a bit more than usual, held on a bit tighter. When he was a baby I was always scared to sleep with him. When he got a bit older though I did let him sleep with us when he was scared or sick. It was never an on going thing. I don’t see anything wrong with it. Every night, now that’s another story!
Do you or did you allow your kids to sleep with you? I could never make Bailey go back to his bed alone after having such a bad dream. But then again it’s probably because I know the feeling of being alone dealing with those fears on my own. When you were a child were you allowed to sleep with your parents? I can imagine it’s a great feeling, cuddling up with your mom. Feeling safe, even from the bad thoughts in our head. I find that comfort now in my husband. I’m hoping because I let Bailey do it that he will allow his son or daughter to do the same. I dread the day that is slowly approaching…when he longer needs me for things like this. So right now, as with every stepping stone in life I am holding on tight and truly appreciating them. And one day he will hear the words…Dad, Mom can I sleep with you? I hope he holds on tight too!