So I'm into my second trimester with this pregnancy, and according to the books and websites out there, that is supposed to be the fun trimester. You know - where you start to be less tired and stop puking?
My day yesterday involved being sick in the morning, nauseous most of the day and falling asleep very early. I'm a full month into 2nd trimester. Seriously, people. I want my energy back!
But, I'm making the most of it.
One of the joys of going to bed early for me is the fact that Matthew and I have roughly the same bedtime. And, Matthew loves cuddling. Or at least being in the same bed as me. I've grown to love this routine. Mike helps Matt get ready for bed and reads him a couple stories while I'm getting ready for bed, and then Matt and I cuddle in bed.
He has a special night light in our room that he turns on, and we usually chat for a few minutes. It's that sleepy kind of conversation where you talk about your day. I hear about his daycare, about the friends he plays with. He talks about stuff like Transformers and bike riding. It's just easy casual conversation without the tv to distract us or other stuff going on.
Sometimes he then gets up and goes to sleep in his own bed. Sometimes he goes and asks mike for another story or some water. Sometimes he falls asleep. I usually fall asleep not long after. The other night he was cuddled in bed with me and about an hour after he fell asleep I woke up. He had rolled over and cuddled up with me. It was one of those beautiful moments that you cherish and know you have to appreciate.
I'll be the first to say that a lot of people don't agree with co-sleeping. I'm not sure that I would want Matthew in my bed all night every night. Mike moves him when he comes to bed. That works for us. Matt is totally okay going to bed in his own bed if we ask him to. And, sometimes he wants to sleep in our bed on one of the rare nights that I'm awake past 8pm.
The truth is, I'm not just okay with this arrangement. I love this arrangement. I'm not one of those people who wishes I had the baby years back. But, on nights when I look over and see my little boy, the child who is so full of life and energy and craziness, lying peacefully next to me, I'm happy. And, I'm filled with so much love and appreciation. It's pretty amazing.
Sure, we need to worry about setting precedents and all of that. But, I just am not worried about that right now. For now it's one moment at a time. And, if I can get some love and joy out of those moments I most definitely will.