Parents, we’ve all been there, right? Middle of the night wake-up calls by our children. You stumble, exhausted, to their rooms to deal with whatever it is that has woken them – bad dream, wet the bed, thirst, etc… And sometimes, just sometimes, you fall asleep in their room.
The other night, my two-year old woke up crying. It was about an hour before my alarm clock was set to go off. I was tired. All I wanted was to lay back down and go back to sleep. I calmed him down and patted his back. He reached over, lovingly, and grabbed a fistful of my hair. I wasn’t going anywhere. Eventually, he fell asleep and I tried my best to sneak away. No luck. He woke up and cried again. Yes, yes, I know all the parenting books say you need to let them learn how to fall asleep on their own, blah, blah, blah. I was tired and clinging to that last half hour of sleep, so I did what all exhausted parents do: I crawled into his crib and we fell back asleep.
Okay, it’s not really a crib… it’s a convertible toddler bed. Either way, it was a bit snug. I woke up about an hour later, with my husband standing over me, telling me it was time to get up.
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve done in parental exhaustion mode?