I never thought I'd co-sleep. Here I am, 3 years later, with a 45 pound, sweaty preschooler sprawled out on top of me and my wife. It's just easier than fighting it. One day he won't want to sleep with us anymore. Apparently it's a common trait with his half brothers and sisters (he's donor conceived). Of all the children born from the same donor, only a few sleep alone. I don't know if it's because we enable or what but I'm so used to it now it doesn't bother me.
I'm praying he'll want his own space when we have another baby.
I thought I'd read to my kid all the time. He doesn't like books. Won't sit still for them. It breaks my heart but I swore to myself that I'd never push my interests or ideals on my children if it wasn't their thing. So instead I play trains with him and we do a lot of active things together. He's just a mover, not a ponderer, so I expect I'll be sitting in one of those little mom tents on the sidelines of a football field in the near future. I hate sports
Re: Never Thought I'd
Married: August 2014
TTC #1: February 2017 - BFP 7/28/17; EDD 4/8/18; DD born 4/7/18
TTC #2: February 2019