Delusional?

Delusional?

Isabelle sleeps with us. She has since I can’t remember how old. Weeks old? Days? She has never spent a night in her crib. EVER.

When the baby gets here I expect him to sleep in the bed with us too. Alan thinks I’m delusional. He doesn’t think there’s room for all of us. He says Isabelle moves around too much. Sometimes she does move around, kicking Alan in the face or gut. Laying a foot over my neck or belly. But that’s only occasionally.

Alan thinks Isabelle needs to sleep in her own bed.

My sister sleeps with her 5 year old and her baby. I think we can manage. Am I kidding myself?