Because if you do, you will create a boob-huggin-mommy-lovin monster. Don't get me wrong, I love my boob-huggin-mommy-lovin monster, but holy crap am I tired. I love the snuggles, the grunts, the smell of baby, but I also love a good nights sleep. Something I haven't had in over a month.
I went back to work when Carter was 3 months old. My boob-huggin-mommy-lovin monster was pretty much sleeping through the night. All was well. Then a couple weeks after getting in to our new routine my BHML decided it would be fun to start getting up once or twice during the night. I was dragging from working all day and not being able to take a nap so I started bring my little BHML in to bed with me. Thought we could snuggle, I could feed him, and we could all sleep. Well that worked for a little while. Then he got spoiled. Realized there's-no-place-like-the-marshmallow (AKA mom and dad's bed).
So, now we have an overly tired mama. A boob-huggin-mommy-lovin monster that won't sleep anywhere besides the marshmallow. And... a giant cup of coffee.
Good night, I mean morning. What day is it?
The guilty party (AKA Carter)