Sometimes at night we play a really fun game called Musical Beds *sarcasm* if you don’t know how to play let me tell you….
After checking both boys are fast asleep in their respective beds, myself and the Husband climb into ours and fall asleep within seconds. That’s what being a parent does to you, bed before 10pm.
Number of people asleep – 4
The Toddler starts shouting for mummy. Mummy hauls herself out of bed to go to him, quick peek at the baby and he’s still asleep so I settle myself on the floor and lay my head on the Toddler’s pillow for him to play with my hair.
Number of people asleep – 2
No sooner have I pulled the covers back on our bed the baby cries, night feeding time. We get cosy in the rocking chair and the Toddler shouts again, up gets the Husband and I can hear an urgent conversation about spiders happening. There are no spiders (I hope)
Number of people asleep – 0
After stripping the baby of his sleeping bag, taking his temperature and giving him Calpol I take him through to sleep in our (still empty) bed.
Number of people asleep – 1 (The Baby)
After hearing “lie down” being repeated constantly for the past 30 minutes I decide its only fair to swap with the Husband. The Baby just needs one of us to lie next to him so we swap. And I realise WHY the phrase lie down has been uttered so much. The Toddler does not want to lie on his bed or pillow. He wants a human mattress. Every time you try to get him off you he climbs back on you.
Number of people asleep – still just the baby
The Baby does his hungry cry, the Toddler is clinging to me like a limpet so we head back to our bed.
Number of people asleep – 0
Everyone in our Bed. A small double bed. One baby with half the bed to itself, one Toddler starfished in the middle, one mummy curled to feed the baby and have her hair for the Toddler to play with, one husband clinging onto the edge for dear life.
Number of people asleep – you guessed it, just the baby
After being kicked, poked, punched and clinging on for dear life the final straw for the Husband is the loud shouting from the Toddler to “GO DOWNSTAIRS” so they do.
Still just the baby asleep
I hear the Toddler halfway up the stairs shouting for me. I go to get him. And he turns and walks back down. Falling off our last step. Have I mentioned they are marble? Enough is enough so I collect the Toddler and have a whole conversation with my husband with just our eyes that goes something along the lines of….
What did we do to deserve this? He’s YOUR son. No he’s definitely YOURS. I’m so tired. Who doesn’t like sleeping??
Bringing the Toddler back into our bed where the baby is still sleeping I basically swaddle him with my body and practice the slow and even breathing that’s meant to make him do the same. Surprisingly it does and he closes his eyes.
Both boys asleep!! Both adults cross and grumpy.
The Husband comes back to no space in the bed and gets in the Toddlers Bed.
Everyone is once again asleep.
I cough, wake the Toddler up, who wakes the baby up. The Toddler is very excited to be in our room and even more excited to run up and down the hall shouting
Daddy’s in MY bed
And attempting to get into his room to get into the bed he hated the night before.
Number of people asleep – 0 – Good Morning World
Still it could be worse, 7:23 isn’t so bad I guess!
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