We cosleep. This wasn’t the plan necessarily, but it also wasn’t not the plan. We’re solidly Team Whatever Works, which depends on the kid, the day, how everyone’s feeling, and a billion other things. Cosleeping just works for us and Oliver.

Recently though I feel like we’re sharing our bed with a burgeoning acrobat! Tonight he’s hell-bent on sleeping with his feet on me – my stomach, chest, or head. How is this comfortable?!

One day though I know he’s not going to want to sleep in Mama and Daddy’s bed, so I try to cherish these little moments. I love his sweet snuggles and snores. So I’ll take the occasional kick to the head. 😉

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