crib cries

Brandon has become pretty attached to us. Sometimes at night, he cries in his crib because he knows we’ll come and get him and let him sleep in our bed. I know it’s not recommended, but it’s nice having our whole family in the bed together. I love waking up next to his sweaty little body, his lips curled into a smile, his hands behind his head. There’s no one I’d rather wake up next to. Yes, that’s right. No one. Not even Reggie Bush.

Yesterday at Brandon’s 4-month check up, the pediatrician told me not to come to Brandon every time he cries, but to let him soothe himself in his crib. I don’t know if I can do it. I can’t listen to his little cry and just lie in bed, pretending to ignore it. I want my baby to always be happy. And if that makes him a mama’s boy, oh well. I have no problem with mama’s boys, now that I’m a mama.