Sneaking into Bed

So when I was pregnant with Aiden, Tim and I were adamant about not having the kids sleep with us.  We wanted to have our room be just ours.  I mean of course they slept in our room until they were like six months old, but when they were old enough to have a bed if they came in our room we were going to put them straight back in their bed!  I'm a total sucker.  I love when the boys crawl into bed with us.  Granted I don't always appreciate it the next morning when I'm tired and my back is sore, but I want them to cuddle up to me and rub my face and have their little heads on my shoulder.  And one day they aren't going to come crawling into bed with me anymore and I want to have them stay little for as long as possible.  Aiden hardly ever comes into our room at night anymore as it is and Brody is growing out of it as well.  But Corbs crawls in with his favorite blanket all the time.

I have a love hate relationship with my kids getting bigger (I cried when I dropped Aiden off for his last day of Kindergarten).  I love that we are able to go out and do more things, but I hate that soon they aren't going to be little.  I hate that I can't shield them from the bad things out in the world just a little longer.   I am not numero uno when it comes to influences any more and they are starting to form their own ideas and own opinions.   I mean all of my boys are going to be in some form of school next year!  They just grow too quickly.  I would like to suspend time for just a little bit so I can absorb this phase just a little longer.  I can only just hope that Tim and I have done a good job and they will learn and grow from all of their experiences good or bad.