Not only do the nightly visits affect your abilitiy to function in your daytime roles, but you are constantly battling internally with whether or not to let them in.
On one hand, it won't last forever, right? Why not just enjoy the nightly visits while they last. Soon enough they will become teenagers and you will have to chain them to their beds anyway so they won't sneak out and raise hell.
But that part of the argument has never been that convincing to me. I am of the opinion that the waking hours of the day allow for plenty of cute, sweet and special moments. The only sweetness I need at 4:00am is a vision of Channing Tatum shirtless and doing push-ups on a beach.
But I really, really struggle with turning the kids away. I don't want to hurt their feelings and make them feel rejected, but the minute they climb into my bed it is like there is an epic battle being waged between Maggie and my bed sheets. Elbows are thrown, Brent's groin seems to have some type of magnetic pull to it as he seems to get hit there several times each night, and my visions of Channing vanish.
What to do?!?
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