"Okay, from now on EVERYBODY is sleeping in their own room!", I blurt out loudly while collecting dirty clothes from the floor, throwing cuddly penguins and tigers onto pillows... My kids stare at me, Nelly Bo with a worried look on her face, Luca Bo falls into a whine:
"Well, because everyone has their own room to sleep in and you need a GOOD nights sleep. On the weekend you can have sleep over and sleep in Nelly Bo's room all together...???". I try to sound nice and firm at the same time to convince these kids that they can give up discussing this right now because Mama won't give in... Right... Trying to...
"And also it gets to much to have everyone sleep in here, hot and stuffy..." I continue but not feeling so convincing anymore as this they just show a funny face to and doesn't get at all...
"But Mama." Emmy Bo is jumping in to the discussion now looking at me with her pepper black eyes and with her curly blond hair all over the place looking all wild.
"Yes my love..."
"You and Papa sleep together all the time. You never sleep alone. That is not fare."
Check mate. The little one gave the last knock out punch, to clever for her age - again. What can I say?
We sleep collectively at times, we have extra beds hidden behind my closet and underneath our bed in need. They can be dragged out in a minute at night. My big girl is going through a phase of not being able to fall asleep alone, and if she doesn't end up in our bedroom a sibling sleeps next to her in her own room. Most of the times. We are trying to figure it out, the fear of small noises, bad thoughts, things seen on TV or stories that pop up in her mind that someone told at school. It is not easy. For her it is reality. She is scared. For real. So for now we don't really have any sleeping habits... It will pass and if this is what it takes to give comfort and unconditional love to my children I will let them do this. One day I will think back of this and miss it.