Looks like my Ania is hitting another milestone today. She is staying for a sleepover at her gym tonight with her team friends. Wow, my girl’s first night away from home and us. Something to rememeber. This is a proof that all children will eventually want to sleep independently.
That reminds me of my desperate nights with a teeny tiny newborn who didn’t want to be put away for a moment and my agony over sleep deprivation. These were the early weeks and months of her life, I was struggling with lack of sleep because all she wanted was to sleep on me. There was no other way that she would sleep. I remember how desperate and exhausted I was and how hard it was to be a good mother without sufficient amount of sleep. How many times I cried looking at the clock when she woke up again and again in the middle of the night. There were times when I finally managed to drift back to sleep and soon again she was up for the next feeding. It took me some time to figure out our sleeping arrangements. In the end I realized that there was only one way to do it, sleep together. Actually, this is what my instinct had been telling me all the time and yet social conditioning was sending a red flag to that easy solution. Anyone I dared to ask had told me never to attempt to put her in my bed. And yet, my intuition had been whispering in my ear “Have her next to you”. And so I finally resorted myself to bedsharing and have never looked back. Since that historical moment I had never complained about lack of sleep. My daughter’s sleep has improved significantly. She could sense my body next to hers and would not fully wake up but go back to sleep. It was a heaven. I also felt way better knowing she was safe and sound. This was also a source of newfound joys and snuggles.
Three years later, her sister was welcomed and started enjoying the benefits of cosleeping baby. Even as a newborn she was sleeping more consistently and woke much less which I credit to the fact that she slept with me. Both my girls grew up to be very snuggly and love to be cuddled. They still enjoy being close to us, parents. And yet, I have an evidence that they can grow up and be independent one day. Without being forced too early to be on their own. That makes me happy.