Sleep With Me Mummy

Beth is having sleep issues.

First, she insisted on sleeping with us. So for a time, there were 4 of us squashed into a queen bed in a very exact configuration. The slightest change could mean someone was being deprived of their allotment of sleep space.

Then, when we managed to get her to sleep in her room, she wanted Daddy to be with her....the whole night!

Lately, she's developed a new pattern. It's called "Can you sleep with me Mummy?"

The routine doesn't end at reading a Bible story.

I have to lie down with her, make sure she's sound asleep, then slip out of the room, go back to my room to attend to Baby J (who wakes 3x a night for feeds), and crash for a few hours, only to be awakened in the wee hours of the morning by a distressed Beth trying to drag me back to her room.