I should have outgrown sleeping with my son a long time ago. Like maybe before he was walking. Or before his second, third, fourth, or fifth birthday. Oh yes, I sometimes am racked with guilt. Will he grow into a wimpy momma's boy? Should he be allowed to snuggle with mom at will, every night? What is this doing to his fragile psyche? Because I know deep down that I am doing this for my own selfish gratification. To satisfy my need for adoration and love.
The other problem with this scenario is that while I'm going to sleep each night knowing that my adorable, worshipful son is in dreamland, the other person in the bed is having some issues. The boy's father often expresses his desire to show momma the love if only he could get the kid out of the bed.
So everyone is suffering except for me. By allowing a seven-year-old boy to sleep with mom I may be hurting his chances of a meaningful relationship with another woman in the future. Even if he is gay, this situation is probably certain to result in years of deep therapy and endless social ramifications. And then there is the parental partnership which is certainly suffering from the (elephant in the room) oops the boy in the bed. My bad.
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