A conversation very much like this one takes place between Adam and I almost every night right after we get into bed:
Me: Can Megan sleep with us tonight?
Adam: Not tonight.
Me: Just go get her.
Adam: No, Elizabeth.
Me: I miss her though.
Adam: She’s exhausted. Let’s leave her alone.
Me: It will be fine, she won’t wake up.
Adam: If I go get her, one of two things will happen. After 15 minutes you’ll be done with her and you’ll ask me to go lay her back down. At which point I will already be asleep, and she will have woken up. OR she’ll throw herself on top of me and take up all my room while you roll over and go to sleep. You can see her in the morning.
That’s where the conversation ends because Adam is, of course, right. Night after night I ask the same thing, and for the bazillion of times that I have asked, Adam has maybe relented like four times.
Honestly, who wouldn’t want to spend every moment possible with this little beauty queen???:
The joke is on Adam though because now that Megan sleeps in a toddler bed, she sneaks in our room about once every two weeks. Usually, she climbs to me and falls back to sleep in my arms (with her little face incredibly close to my own – and I love it!)
Then, when I need my space again, I wake Adam up and make him take her back to bed.