We have fairly fluid and flexible idea to who sleeps where in our house. I should probably correct that to ‘I’ rather than ‘we’ because i know that my OH would have no business with what is my idea.
Having in said that, in all honesty, I dont really have an ideal, a gold standard if you will.
My approach is fairly straightforward, it is a mantra i have stuck by for at least most of my kids if not all. That is: ‘do whatever you need to do to get more sleep at that precise moment!’ Yes i realise it is flawed as all you baby sleep training evangelists will tell me. But I have so little sleep that I go for the ‘get it while you can approach without elaborate sleep plans’ approach.
For our older kids this works really well. For our younger ones..it does to.
Our fourth little one has had a habit of getting into out bed with the cunning and silence of a stealth bomber. But she knew her limits and basically only comes onto my side of the bed. My youngest has also got wind of this early morning get together and is now joining in a few times an week as well. oy.
This past week, i woke with a foot securely planted in my side and a small chubby hand lying across my face and i admitted defeat and went to move to the end of the bed with my pillow. Sitting up and flinging my pillow to the end of the bed I heard a little snort of disapproval to find our 4 year old already there in that place. Glancing across to the foot end of my OH’s side of the bed there was one of our older girls who had obviously had a bad dream and found herself a little bit of space. They were all sound asleep.
I admitted defeat and went a got into my daughter’s bottom bunk bed and tried to catch a few extra Z’s amongst the books and fluffy toys that populate her bed!
Slipping off to sleep about 30 minutes later my daughter walks into the room, fresh from her comfy night in our bed and shouts at me.
“mummy what are you doing in MY bed?’
Seems i just can’t win!!