My Family Coach: Women Discuss Life, Relationships & Parenting

1/26/09

OK for parents to sleep with their children?

Most new mothers don't hesitate to take their newborns to bed with them, especially if they are nursing. The practice, known as bed sharing, is especially common among nursing mothers.

Despite the concern about "rolling over" and "smothering" a baby, most nursing mothers find that their nighttime feedings are easier and more soothing for both mother and child. Indeed, a 2006 study of infants 5-27 weeks in the journal Pediatrics found that "bed-share infants without known risk factors for sudden infant death syndrome (SIDS) experience increased maternal touching and looking, increased breastfeeding, and faster and more frequent maternal responses" than crib-sleeping infants. Newborns, as most parents will tell you, benefit from the physical proximity to their mothers.

The question changes as the baby ages. The baby moves around more and inevitably disturbs the parent's sleep. Although parents may resort to bed-sharing when the child is sick or cranky, they also take the risk that the baby - accustomed to sleeping with the parents - will begin to resist sleeping in its own crib or bed. Putting the young child to bed becomes increasingly difficult and bedtime can become a nightmare. The parents may dread leaving the child with a babysitter and, at worst, may have neither time nor energy for intimate relations.

Finally, by the time a child enters school and is truly ready to separate from the parent, the latter may cling to the child. "Laying down" with a child becomes a quick bonding experience and more than one parent I know uses this bonding time to catch a quick nap.

The answer to the question of bed-sharing thus depends on the age of the child. At no time should a parent use this time to meet her own psychological or physical needs. If you maintain an appropriate boundary between yourself and your child, you will know when it's time to sleep without your child in your bed.

1/25/09

I forgot

I forgot to pack my sneakers. I didn't want to wear them traveling because I'd have to untie and tie them going through airport security. So I decided to pack them, set them aside to do so and then automatically put them back in the closet!

"What's the big deal?", you ask. "You can manage without them and, if not, you can always buy another pair."

True, but this is a recurring problem. I go to the store with my forgotten shopping list left on the kitchen table. I forget where I put the keys and my glasses. I forget what my husband asked me to do as soon as I put down the phone. I even forget why I've gone upstairs when I reach the top and have to go back down again to remember!

Knowing my forgetfulness, I take certain precautions. I make sure that I have my keys in my hand before closing the door of the house or the car. I check to make sure I've turned off the gas on the stove. And I have more than one pair of glasses.

So I live with a certain amount of forgetfulness. I console myself that I remember the most important things and hope that I won't make any serious mistakes.

I keep at bay the monster fear of dementia and Alzheimer's. I focus on the blessing of forgetting things that I do not want to remember; conflicts, automobile tickets, social gaffes...

I forgot the rest.