a losing battle
Some time before Caleb left he told me about his buddy who came back from deployment and found his wife had let their young kids sleep in the master bed while he was away. Consequently, what followed after was a long adjustment period where everyone had to relearn how to sleep in their own beds.
And I was all yeah, you don’t have to worry about that. Because (props to a few of my friends who have found co-sleeping works well for their family) it does not work for us. Should he wander out of his room in the middle of the night, we always returned Jackson to his bed and never had any problems. Except that as soon as Caleb left for Iraq the monarchy began to slide, and I held my ground for a while. But a little voice at 3 AM saying “Mommy, can I sleep in your bed because I miss Daddy?”… there’s just no defense against that.