At about 1pm last night, I was just waking up to go to the bathroom, when my bedroom door opened and a naked little Monkey scampered in. He got straight into my big, warm fluffy bed and curled up. When I was coming out of the bathroom I heard another sound in the hall. I opened my door to find the other little one on her way in. Girly crawled right on up next to her brother and I had to kind of shove them both over to find a spot to lie on.
I curled around them and tried to sleep. And tried to just enjoy their presence, their lovely warm bodies and baby breath. We all managed to sleep a bit until I had to try to get up and pee again around 3. Getting in and out of bed or rolling over is a huge ordeal. I managed to wake both of them and then when I tried to get back in bed, it was soon apparent that none of us were going to sleep anymore.
I had daddy help me get them back in their beds, but they were both beside themselves, sobbing. My heart was breaking, I can't remember them ever doing that before. Girly has never gotten in bed with us before even, except for when Monkey was sick one night. I sang to them and patted them and comforted them as best I could, but every time I tried to leave, the sobbing began anew. Daddy finally got them calmed and we tried to sleep some more.
My mind kept thinking about how unsettled they must be with the baby coming. Daddy has talked with them about me going to the hospital to have him, and they don't want to leave my side now. I am not sure how best to help them through this transition. I have talked with them and reassured them, given lots of kisses and cuddles, prayed with them. I guess they just have to walk through it, like we do.
Do any of you have any advice on helping them through the next couple of weeks? I don't remember it being this hard with the others. My poor sweet babies.