I know. It’s controversial. You shouldn’t do it but you do. You co-sleep. And what’s worse….you love doing it.
I’m not going to say that co-sleeping is for everyone. It isn’t. If you use sleeping medication, drugs, alcohol etc you shouldn’t be co-sleeping. We weren’t using either.
Let me start from the beginning. Before junior was born we bought a crib and decorated his own room. It was what everybody else did around us and so we did the same. We also received a travel crib as a gift and put that in our room just in case we needed it for those first few nights. We were prepared.
Then junior came.
Junior weighed in at just over 5 lbs when we were released from the hospital. He had lost weight during his first 24 hours (like most babies do) and had struggled to get up to 5 lbs again so we could go home. Our home was nothing like the hospital. We had those kind of radiators that blow out heat and a thermostat that…..supposedly….worked. It really didn’t. The first night we had double sets of jammies, double sets of hats and a swaddling blanket and junior was barely keeping warm.
A few nights later I woke up from a dead sleep and had this urge to check on him. I told my self it was ridiculous since I could see that he was sound asleep in the crib. I closed my eyes but once again it was like someone was talking to me urging me to check on him. Half heartedly I put my hand in the crib and started to feel around for his face so I could stroke his cheek.
His face was ice cold.
I don’t think I have ever gone from asleep to wide awake faster than I did. I immediately pulled him out of the crib to make sure he was still breathing. He was. I ran into the bathroom to find a thermometer to check his temperature. I was in shock. I checked it again and again and again. Then I checked my baby booklet that I had got from the hospital and what I was fearing was confirmed.
I immediately stripped naked and wrapped him in my moby wrap, skin on skin contact. I covered us in my robe and pulled a blanket over us. I sat on the couch and checked his temperature every 15 minutes while waiting for the on call doctor to call. When the doctor got a hold of me he told me to remove all clothes, do skin on skin contact and I told him I already had, that junior’s temp had finally started to go up again and was almost to 96.5. The doctor then told me that I just might have saved my baby’s life that night.
After that night we decided that we would co-sleep, so we bought a co-sleeper and never looked back.