Apparently a controversial issue, co-sleeping wasn’t something we really tried or did with Oliver. In his first week or so at home, I think we slept with him in bed with us a handful of times, but Oliver has generally been happier to sleep by himself. When he was an infant, I used to take naps with him, which I found decadent, sweet, and which I wouldn’t trade for anything. There is nothing quite like snuggling up to your little one, feeling and smelling their sweet breath in your face, being able to just hold onto them.
Nowadays, there’s not a chance that Oliver would sleep with us. If he gets into our bed, he thinks it’s time to play.
Hazel, on the other hand, sleeps incredibly well when she sleeps in bed with us. We try to put her down by herself in her playpen, but she won’t go for too long before she’s fussing. And when we have to get up at 6:30 in the morning with Oliver, we just don’t really have the will to fight her to sleep by herself–sometimes you have to declare yourself in survival mode and move on.
So, we are becoming one of the many families who choose to co-sleep. We’re doing it safely–practicing the safe co-sleeping measures I’ve read about. And we’re getting more sleep than we would be. And Hazel is such a sweetie.
One thing I wanted to make sure of is that if we brought her to bed with us, that we did it as a conscious, informed decision. And so far, I’m glad for the arrangement.