My 2 year old is a bed-hopping fool these days. I love him dearly, but he needs to stay in his bed overnight.
I'm sure this is a phase. The question is, how long will this phase last? These black circles under my eyes are making me look even older than my 40-something years.
We decided to put the boys in bunkbeds thinking they would keep each other company. Not happening as of yet. The little monster comes running into our room at least twice every night. Last night was so bad, I don't think he stayed in his bed for more than 2 hours . . . total.
I'm bitching about it now, but I'm also somewhat enjoying it. Both of my boys fell asleep in my bed with me while I was reading last night, and it filled me with such love and joy. There is no greater comfort as a mother knowing that your children are safe and happy. Seeing their peaceful, sleeping faces gave me such pleasure like no other. I really didn't mind having them in my bed.
I suppose that makes me an enabler. If that's my crime, I'll take the punishment of no sleep . . . just a bit longer.