Someone got up extra early this morning and was off to work before my alarm clock could jar my back molars loose with its repulsive electronic beeping. A few minutes before the clock would wake me from blissful slumber, I became aware that my air supply was being shared with another. Just as I ever so slightly stirred, Gracie licked my nose, then licked my eye. I groaned and reached to turn off the alarm. Her tail thumped the bed. She had been laying there patiently waiting to greet me. Sweet dog. How can I not adore this creature who is so devoted to me?
Sleeping with little children is not easy. Sarah used to have night terrors. That’s a rude awakening for any parent who knows what those are like. She would wake me up with screams that made me think somebody was in our house killing her. I’d run into her room and find her standing on the bed or facing the wall, completely frantic. It was like she couldn’t hear or see me, so I just pushed/pulled her back into bed, covered her up, and patted her until she went back to sleep. Then I would go back to bed and usually lay awake for awhile….it was disturbing to me when that happened.
Erin and Emily crawled into bed with Someone and I fairly often, but they always had each other to sleep with, so when they came it was always the two of them. They had separate cribs but shared a room and bed until just before kindergarten. I remember once Emily said that sleeping with Erin was like sleeping with a starfish. I always thought sleeping with Erin was like sleeping with a fish out of water; she flopped around all night long.