Why My Son Doesn’t Want to Sleep in His Bed.

I have 5 children.  My wife and I have seen a little of everything when it comes to raising kids, but everyday they still surprise me.  That’s the fun of kids, right?  right?  Kids are supposed to be fun, right?

I’m kidding…. a little. 🙂

Kids are amazing.  Amazingly hard, amazingly exhausting, and amazingly awesome.  Even if I do threaten to eat them on a daily basis.

Our latest battle (one of several, as the war to raise children has many fronts) is our four your old son.  Nightly, he comes to our bedroom and crawls into our bed.  We have been terribly inconsistent.  Which is the worst thing to do but, we are to tired to fight it most nights.  Some nights we take him back to is bed and others we just let him stay.  The problem really is that he is a kicker.  Squirming, nesting, kicker.  He likes to take his feet and bury them and kick them (usually under me.)  I think he probably has restless leg syndrome.  It doesn’t seem to bother him one bit, but me… no chance of sleeping.

On one particular morning, we had enough.  My wife and I decided we would do the grown up thing and “reason” with our four year old.  We are highly educated people, we can do that, right?

Had it all figured out.  I certainly could out debate and circle a four your old.  I would dismantle each of his excuses and reasons for coming to our bed and he would have NO CHOICE but to understand and stay in his own bed.

Scared of the dark? check, we would leave a night light on.

I’m thirsty? check, leave a small glass of water at his bedside.

Want to sleep with someone? check, he ha his teddy that he has always slept with just fine.

 

so, sat my son down.  Looked him straight in the eye and was ready to go.

“Son, why do you keep coming to our bed every night?”

He looked at me, calm, without an ounce of fear.  “There’s no mommy in my bed.

In a single phrase, I was stunned and horribly defeated with absolutely no response.

I stood up, looked at my wife who was looking for me to say something. “Well, I cant argue with that.”

So all three of us are sleeping together.  I really hope he out grows this…..

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