JeepChick
Shared on Mon, 08/06/2007 - 08:17
So I hobble into the office this morning. My left arm feels out of socket. My hair has the weird cowlick kick in the back and my knee feels permanently twisted. Mosh Pit at a Rock show you ask?....No. Car accident?....Nope. Turkey hunting all weekend?.....not even close.
This is the state my poor body retains after a night of what I call "The Squish". Typical night, we go to bed, our two year old may get up once or twice wanting something; but generally easy night - huge King bed. But the nights of "The Squish" are horrid - that is horrid for just me.
Our two year old, and don't get me wrong I love this little lady to death, is content to be permanently attached to me. I am not a coddling mother - never have been - and think the bond is just genetic or predetermined. Anyways, on the nights of "The Squish", she will have a nightmare or something. She comes down stairs and gets into bed with us. I can't STAND sleeping with kids for a thousand obvious reasons, the least of which is that I am trying to sleep. But, its 4AM, she is laying down, who cares we have to be up in a few hours anyway.
I return to dreamland and wake to find myself in a pretzel position. Left arm jacked above my head and wrapped around my neck. Left leg pinned to the side and hips twisted the other direction. My daughter is plastered to my chest - perfectly content and sound asleep. My husband is sticky sweat stuck to my back. And I - Cant - Move. So I begin the process of untangling myself. Somehow we have all scooted over to one side of this huge California King bed and are taking up as much space as a Twin. Shift daughter back; unstick myself and get in the middle; go back to sleep. Within 20 mins I wake back up and we are back where we were!!!
I always sleep badly with the kids in the bed. Mostly because it is infrequent, but also I am terrified that I will roll over and suffocate them. Or somehow tear their arm out of socket. But lately this "Squish" thing is just killing me. I swear it takes my body all day to recover and I am still exhausted that night. Right now as I type, my left arm is still tingling and tweaking from being trapped under my head all night.
Anyone else get "the Squish"? Any ideas to have it cease? I have tried putting her back to bed [doesn't work and I lose more sleep battling with her]. I have tried making a pallet on the floor for her [she is up out of that within a minute]. She has never been a good sleeper, I don't think she has EVER slept through the night since she has been born. And it seems that I may never sleep through the night again either.....Grrrr!
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