Co sleeping

I was the mom who said to herself, "I will not let my baby sleep with me, in the same bed, or in the same room. Uh nooo, not gonna happen!"

I was the mom who kept her full size bed to make sure co sleeping didn't happen. "Now the baby definitely won't fit here!"

Then I got pregnant and was slowly working on his nursery (which...10 months later is still incomplete *insert annoyed-cuz-I-juss-got-no-creative-juices-flowin face*) and I thought, "no wayyyy can I let my iddy biddy baby sleep alone in his nursery because it's all the way down the hall! He's going to be so lonely!" 

So we purchased a playard and positioned it RIGHT next to our bed.  

"Plus he can't sleep with us... SIDS!!! Hellooooooo!" I thought to myself, and aloud to Tahmeed. He agreed. 

And now I am the mom whose son has been co-sleeping with her (and dad of course) for the last. 5. months. Uhmmm yeah. 

Lesson? Never say (or think) never. 

*At the end of October, we did attempt sleep training in the crib for about 1 week. Not gonna lie, it was a little like hell. Ok wait...that's an exaggeration. Maybe more like the way you feel when you can't step out of a really really boring lecture. Torture. Torture? I don't know, at a loss for words. Semi torture? Eh fine, it wasn't so bad. Not gonna complain, it could've been worse alhamdulillah. There was really only one thing that made it tough. He would just wake up and cry around 2 am every.single.morning. So we gave up because we needed our sleep and we needed our sanity. Back in the bed he came and gone were those 2 am cries. I will say that I'll definitely cherish these moments. It kinda flatters me that he likes to sleep between us, tucked in next to all of our body fat. I mean let's be real, how much longer is he going to let me cuddle with him? I'll take what I can get!