Just call me Mr. Hyprocrite.
Ben, and a couple years later, Ryan, slept in our bed from day one. More accurately, they slept with their mother while I lived like a bachelor in the downstair’s bedroom. Well meaning friends advised us to read books warning of the perils and injury that was to be visited upon our kids. Some counseled us, others simply judged us. Heather stood her ground. I took the side of our critics, but for a different reason — I wanted more alone time with Heather.
Now, as a single dad, I have a “different perspective” (sounds nicer than hypocrite). In “Sleep with me, Daddy,” I described what became a sort of revelation for me — the intense connection I felt sleeping with Ben and Ryan, the naked intimacy.
And now, months later, I must report that it wasn’t a one-time thing; on the contrary, it’s become the norm when I have my boys with me, like I do this weekend; and I’m loving every moment of it, for which the psycho-babblers will surely condemn me.
It got me thinking. It would be very revealing to take a sample of my readers on this issue. So here goes:
- Do you sleep with your kids or have you in the past?
- When are children too old to sleep with their parents?
- Should it make a difference if the child has autism?
- Are single parents more likely to sleep with their kids?
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Editor’s Note: Read “Sleep with me, Daddy!” https://autismdad1966.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/sleep-with-me-daddy/