Roommates

When we got back from Fort Wayne we had a massive cleaning party. The type where I do all the jobs I've been putting off for way too long. Everyone got new bedding, bedrooms floors were found, closets were cleaned out, clothes were hung up, and socks missing their mates were sent packing. 

In the midst of this frenzy Ben and I had the same exact thought at nearly the same moment. I don't know if this happens in any one else's marriage, but it happens in our's frequently. I realized while cleaning Sophia's room that we had all just spend a week living in the same room. I started to think about making Elinor and Sophia share a room. 

As we were cleaning out around Elinor's crib, Ben looked at me and said "Would we be crazy if we moved Elinor into Sophia's room?" After telling him that I was just thinking the same thing earlier that day, we decided to bite the bullet and do it. Besides, we need to make some room in our space for the newest Ockree addition before this summer. 

The first few nights were a bit rough. Elinor still wakes up usually at least once a night and sometimes, like when she is teething (like right now), she wakes up several times. Elinor would wake up and cry, then Sophia would wake up and complain that Elinor was waking her up, and then Connor would wake up and wonder what all the "sister drama" was about. 

But everyone told me that it would be fine and that she would sleep right through the crying. And...it turns out that everyone was right. After just a few nights of crying, I went in to take care of little one to find that her sister was passed out. She did not even notice the crying. At. All. 

Here is to new roommates and successful room sharing!