Are your Kids still sharing a bed with you? Do you enjoy it? You would love to read this but wait a minute!!! Before you start this post, you need to see the last two posts that was done on this, Click here and here.

It was an uphill task my friends, my beautiful kids have finally left my bedroom, this is after years of receiving slaps in my sleep, having kids lie down on various parts of our bodies that we never thought they could lie on, like feet, head, Etc. Being kicked out of our room, yes! there were days we moved out of the bed for them and they still came to meet us in the other room, we even would sneak out for mummy and daddy activities. We were constantly waking up the next day with pains that cannot be explained, like we did some heavy lifting at night and we never felt rested.

They even fought over their daddy’s chest, on who get the choicest part, while I was just at the corner observing. There were  also days they needed to lie on my chest because it was like memory foam to them and would bluntly refuse to lie on their dad’s.

Join me give thanks, they are out now!

The Process

It took us five years to booth them out, well for baby J, it was 5 and lady A was 2years plus. We had tried this several times but given up half way because even though we both really wanted them out, one of us was getting more sleep, I won’t say who…lol. so the job of kicking the guest out was one-sided and we finally gave up. Who wants to stay up all night saying go back to your room?

We committed to the process.

When bobo started seeing  Baby J’s leg on his head, his ear, receiving slaps and kicks, we both knew we had to commit to it. it took one night of staying up and they kept coming through out that night; sometimes sneaking in, thinking we would give up like other days but we had to be tough guys, We mentally did not sleep and kept driving them back.  Kids can be consistent, till you get weak. The other nights, it got better but not as much, there were tears, blackmailing ,crying, faking sickness and getting angry

The Blackmail and myriads of emotions

This was the hardest part for both parents and kids, they would cry so bad. One day my daughter threw up while crying because she wanted to sleep with me, I was sad,  I wanted her in there too, I wanted to hold her and tell her I love her but I cleaned up the vomit, gave her water to drink then took her back to bed. There were days my little one would go ‘Mummy! May I come to your bed and I would want to shout from the roof top, “Yes baby, please come,” if you know Lady A ,you can hardly say no to her , her dimples won’t let you but I would  put up a brave front and say No. Mr.Possible felt bad for Lady A because she is just 2 but we needed to be strong for this kids, because when they take over, you won’t see cuteness, all you would feel is pain. I remember baby J would say, I feel sick whenever she heard Bedtime! it was hard but we made it! As I type today, we sent them to bed, prayed with them, read a story to them and gave them books to read and we left their room and they slept through the night.  WE WON!!!!

Please share your Story on how you finally moved the kids out of your room