Do you want to hear about my dream?
This morning as I groggily woke up from yet another not so restful night, my 4 year old leans next to me and whispers in my ear:
"Mommy, do you want to hear about my dream?"
I was in a rush [I'm always in a rush] but I couldn't possibly resist such a sweet offer.
"I dreamt that we were in an elevator and then you got out and the door closed and I lost you..."
It wasn't a dream after all. It was a nightmare and he needed to share.
"The door closed and I didn't make it. I lost you! ... But then I woke up and opened my eyes and saw you were sleeping next to me. You were there."
At which point his little arm wraps around my neck to give me a hug. He was showing me that it was ok. He was ok because I was there for him. We later talked about it, when I was finally fully awake. He had been genuinely scared. I had no idea. He didn't wake up screaming or crying. He didn't need to cry because he saw me and was reassured.
Tell me again why people disapprove of co-sleeping? Better yet, don't bother answering that question. I don't really care about what others think. I was able to comfort my son just by being next to him. Sound asleep. That's all I need to know.
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