I love him, just not so much all up in my grill

The past couple of nights Bug has been waking up in the wee hours and coming into our room to sleep with us. He climbs in our bed, snuggles down between the Lorso and me and falls instantly back to sleep as I put my arm over him and revel in the bliss of our cozy family bed.

That bliss lasts about 45 seconds.

The problem is, Bug has two favorite sleeping positions: parallel with the headboard, or magnet-style. Parallel with the headboard position involves the Lorso and I being relegated to the hinterlands of our respective borders, where we cling to the sides of the bed for dear life until the Lorso’s alarm drags us bleary-eyed from our sleepless night. Lucky for me Bug usually chooses the Lorso’s side for his feet. This is not so lucky for the Lorso. Or his groin area.

Magnet-style is the one where Bug pretends that he’s a magnet and I’m a huge hunk of steel, (which has caused more than one injury, because he often doesn’t remember this game until after he’s already been nicely ensconced in the middle for a bit and then remembering, he comes hurtling toward my body with several Gs of force) until the Lorso’s alarm drags me bleary-eyed from my sleepless night. Side effects of the magnet style include bruising and profuse sweating.

Needless to say, we are not quite our usual little rays of sunshine the next day.

Still, I’m not quite ready to give the family bed up. He won’t be little for long, and it’s about the only time he’s still enough for me to cuddle him anymore. So I’ll take what I can get.

I may start sleeping with a football helmet on though.


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