You may have seen this: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/11/16/co-sleeping-ad-baby-knife-dangers_n_1097170.html

Well, that’s one way of saying that we are now a mostly co-sleeping family. It definitely wasn’t by choice, but it seems to be the only way that we get a decent amount of sleep at night. We are doing it as safely as possible (no loose blankets, Parker sleeps on her back, away from the edge of the bed, etc), and I don’t feel worried about rolling over onto her. It’s funny, because it is yet another of those things I said I’d “never do”. I personally sleep better when she is in her own bed, but when the alternative is not sleeping at all, I’ll gladly snuggle her all night.

So many of the things that we’ve done as parents goes against “popular advice” or the opinions of almost everyone I know. I do have some supportive friends – which is fantastic – but mostly we’re in this alone. I know some people think I’m bonkers. And that’s okay. Maybe I am a bit bonkers, but if doing things like co-sleeping is keeping us sane, then why not? I just can’t stand to hear her crying “mamama” and NOT pick her up. I’m sure that eventually she will prefer her own bed. I seriously doubt I’ll be kicking a teenager out of my bed.

I somehow became someone who practices most of the stereotypical “Attachment Parenting” things, although I don’t really consider myself AP. Besides exclusive breastfeeding and being against “crying it out”, I don’t have passion towards the other things. They just kind of happened. And co-sleeping (or, to be more precise, bedsharing) is not my favorite. In fact, if Parker decided tomorrow that she would rather sleep in her crib, I’d be elated. But, since I have very little hope that that will happen, I’m going to take it one day at a time, and enjoy this time while she’s so little and she needs me to snuggle her back to sleep.