I sleepily tried to stretch out and realised I couldn’t. In that space between awake and sleep I had a mild panic about why my legs wouldn’t move.
A moment later I was fully awake and breathing in the reason. I’d fallen asleep in the cot. Again. Love Bug was snuggled up against me, one hand on my cheek, sleeping peacefully. My favourite place.
Instead of getting straight out, I held her close and breathed deeply. Her big girl bed has been up for a while now, but she’s still not overly keen to sleep in it.
I’m okay with that, because while I’m sure we’ll have night time cuggles in her big girl bed after stories, and I will no doubt fall asleep there, I think my nights in the cot are numbered.