It was the middle of the night. I had been tossing and turning and had just fallen into a not so sound sleep. I rolled over and saw her face. A surprise, as she doesn’t come into our room too often anymore.
‘I’m having trouble sleeping, mommy.’
‘Well, me too,’ I mumbled. ‘Get on in.’
It was a cold night. She hopped in and snuggled up, sharing a pillow and fell soundly asleep. I was almost back to sleep myself when he woke up and his bare feet padded into the room. He needed a fresh drink, a change of diaper and wanted to sleep with us. My husband got him settled and moved him into the middle, next to his sister, between the two of us. He quickly fell asleep. I rolled over, wrapped my arm around the little one closest to me and then heard a tap, tap, tap on my floors. And then felt a “thuump!” at my feet. The dog. Joining our late night party.
And there we all lay. I tried to go back to sleep, but instead, I found myself spending most of the night enjoying this rare moment. Everyone cuddled together. Peaceful and resting. Finding the safety and comfort of Five in the Bed.
~K
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