If he wakes up in the middle of the night, he crawls in to bed with me. He crawls over me, gently pushes Elsie out from between Lance and I, snuggles down and is quickly "out". (At which point Elsie gets on the edge of the bed and curls up behind my legs. It's what you call - a crowd.)
Last night he walked in and stood by my bed. He asked for a drink, screwed the lid back on my water bottle, and then just stood there. I asked him if he needed to use the restroom to which he responded yes...and then I never saw him again. About 3 a.m. I awoke to recall the event and then realized he wasn't in my bed. With a short moment of panic, I jumped out of bed and slipped in to his room to find him buried in his covers and sound asleep.
On the way to school this morning I asked him, "Do you remember coming in to mommy's room last night?"
He said "no".
I asked, " Do you remember needing a drink?"
"Oh yes," he said.
I asked, "Why didn't you get in bed with mommy after you went to the bathroom?".
He responded, "I just wanted to get back in my own bed."
Well, that was a first! And actually, I hope it was a last - if even for a little while longer. My sleepy Pete crawling in to my bed in the middle of the night (on occasion) couldn't get any sweeter. With Elsie smashed behind my legs and Cannon between Lance and I, it is quite crowd. But when we're all four together like that, in the wee hours of the night (with Leighton tucked snug as a bug in my belly) I just couldn't be more content.
I'm well aware these days are short. I'm well aware that there will soon come a time when Cannon alone will stretch out and take up every inch of my bed. I know Elsie won't be with us too too much longer. I also know that as soon as Leighton arrives our world will forever be changed.
That's why I choose now, to savor every sweet moment like this with my family. I'll miss these days when this "season" is over, but I won't regret the amount of time I spent with my family. I want to give them all I have while I have them.
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