Next week, I'm heading to Florida to celebrate my mom's 50th birthday. I will have 3 whole nights to sleep alone and give my tired neck the rest it needs. As good as this sounds, in theory, I have learned that I have been ruined by co-sleeping. Sure, sleeping alone for a night sounds like a dream, but three? It's not all it's cracked up to be. It's cold, there's so much room to move around, there are no hugs and kisses. I'm sure waking up to use a breast pump will not be as sweet as nursing Stella (and myself) back to sleep.
I'm looking forward to my trip, to seeing my mom, having some fun with my best friend and celebrating 50 with mom and my aunt. I'm kind of starting to panic about leaving my family, though. I'm sure that we'll all make it through the 4 days and 3 nights just fine, but there will be a little hole in my heart and in my bed while I'm away.

I'm having serious issues with our 16month old being in our bed. HATE IT! Co-sleeping isn't for some and others love that shit, I'm not a fan. Ironically it's all my fault too, I broke my number one rule. No kids in our bed.
ReplyDeleteBeing knocked up and having little to no room isn't fun not to mention our bed is supposed to be just that, for the Mr. and I.
Days are filled with so much of everything that it can be hard to have a moment and at the end of the day that is mine and the husbands time to connect. Not lately though and best believe I'm putting a stop to that sooner than later. The little dude will be getting his big boy bed.
Hope your trip goes great and you're able to enjoy the time to yourself. We all need that every now and then.