Don't know if you can tell but in this picture she is screaming and desperately trying to stay asleep with her head "stuck" upright.
She and Tate have been sleeping in the same bed. They sometimes calm each other so it has been nice but recently, with the rolling, we have encountered a problem.
Sometimes he doesn't mind...
Sometimes he does. (Dont' know why blogger kept rotating this image.)
The other night Trey and I heard a sharp scream come from the baby monitor. We hesitate because it stops almost immediately but it was that freaked out something is wrong cry so I couldn’t help myself but to go in. I look down and what do I see but a whimpering Tate and Ellie asleep. The only problem is that Ellie is face down with her head on her left arm and the entire right side of her body is on top of Tate. I go to flip her off of him only to find she has a death grip on Tate’s bodysuit. I unclench her and roll her back over while she screws up her face and frantically waves her left had at me; her whole body language screaming “don’t move me, don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up.” When I told Trey he just laughed and said that is TOTALLY your daughter. You do the exact same thing. Sleep wherever you want and I just have to find whatever space I can get. Sadly, it’s true. To my daughter’s future husband: I apologize, she can’t help it. It’s genetic.
It was at this point that Trey and I decided that it is definitely time for separate beds. They are still in pack’n’plays (travel cots) until we find a flat for next year so now their beds are side by side so they can see but not touch. These kind of experiences make me so glad to have twins.