The new man in my bed
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I rolled over.
5:45 blinks at me.
I hit the snooze one more time.
It cannot be time to get up. Not yet. Ten more minutes, please?
I roll back over.
I hear the bedroom doorknob jiggle.
I turn around to see a spiky blond head looking straight at me, arms upstretched.
“Up Mommy.” It says to me.
I lift and roll, placing the little Mickey PJ-clad creature in the center of the bed.
“Cuddles Mommy?”
“Yes, baby. Cuddles.”
Screw the alarm clock. I’m going to hold onto this as long as I can.










We almost always had one or the other – and sometimes both – when the older two were young enough to crawl into bed with Mommy and Daddy. We used to make ‘kid sandwiches’. Thanks for bringing that back to my mind. It’s been way too long.
ZoĆ«’s just started doing that, most mornings. She walks silently up, stares at me really hard, tries ever so gently to climb onto the futon and then bashes me in the head with her own.
Peaceful.
Awww how cute. That is the one thing I can’t handle. I feel bad, but I just can NOT sleep with kids, pets, or anything else. They’re just too hot, too heavy, and too squirmy. My husband is lucky I keep him! I feel like I’m missing out on something though.
Oh. My. God. That kid is soooooo cute. I love this post. I have a little guy too you know. He’s 2. And he’s recently been saying to me “Mama, sleep me.” He wants me to sleep with him. Sometimes it’s hard to find a comfortable space on his twin bed but when the cuddling makes it all worthwhile. And boy it ends too quickly. Cuddle that boy up mama. Good for you.
Nothing beats some morning snuggle time.
@Lee Normally I’d love it. Not so much today when he came to by bedside at 5 am and I had been up in the bathroom all night.
@adrian – I was pretty anti-co-sleeping for a long time for many of the same reasons. Perhaps it was the divorce or the fact that he’s my last…my guard is down and he’s in. I’m sure I’m bound to regret it soon. He’s growing fast and sleeps horizontally.