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<blockquote data-quote="susiestar" data-source="post: 709846" data-attributes="member: 1233"><p>We had doctors who SWORE to us that letting our kids sleep with us would mean that we would kill them while we slept. I am not at all kidding. Every single one of my kids crawled into our beds and slept with us and we allowed it. I have zero clue why the pediatricians were so rabidly against it back in the 1990s, but there was a MAJOR push against cosleeping. I remember an absolute ton of literature in our doctor's office and even videos on their tv about how awful it was, featuring tragic stories of families who lost children to accidents.</p><p></p><p>Wiz was more independent and by age 2-3 he preferred to be alone when he slept. Except for his army of stuffed animals.</p><p></p><p>Jess on the other hand was always in our bed. At age 2 she somehow got into the habit of sleeping with her head on the back of my neck and her toes in hubby's mouth. Most disgusting thing but she would wait until we were asleep to come into our room, swearing she wanted to sleep in her own bed. Why hubby never pitched a fit or bit her I have no idea, but that was their deal. We had a king size waterbed, and she was very very short, so her sleeping sideways between us wasn't a problem. </p><p></p><p>thank you rarely came in to sleep with us. He hated to snuggle because it was hot. That boy hates anything remotely warm or hot. Even when it is snowing out he will only wear a light jacket and his Dr. Who scarf. The only blankets he uses are a little plush throw and his baby blanket. No comforter at all. So coming in to sleep with us was WAY too warm for him even as a very little guy. I remember him being barely able to talk and asking me to leave his room because I was making him too hot to sleep. </p><p></p><p>As for diapers, cloth wasn't much of an option when my kids were little. They were expensive and hard to find even as burp rags in our town. I had to drive over an hour and the big baby store only had one package of them in stock and that was their normal amount to stock when Wiz was born. I didn't have the time or patience for washing them either. </p><p></p><p>My aunt had a child six months before I did and got several months of a diaper service as a gift. It was nice to have them delivered and everything, but her son kept leaking through them even as a newborn. Not even those rubber pants could contain him and he broke out in hives when she used the wool covers. She gave up and went back to pampers. I doubt she would have the patience to wash diapers on her own and the service cost more than double what brand name diapers cost. It was really expensive. She liked the idea of the service a lot more than the reality of it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="susiestar, post: 709846, member: 1233"] We had doctors who SWORE to us that letting our kids sleep with us would mean that we would kill them while we slept. I am not at all kidding. Every single one of my kids crawled into our beds and slept with us and we allowed it. I have zero clue why the pediatricians were so rabidly against it back in the 1990s, but there was a MAJOR push against cosleeping. I remember an absolute ton of literature in our doctor's office and even videos on their tv about how awful it was, featuring tragic stories of families who lost children to accidents. Wiz was more independent and by age 2-3 he preferred to be alone when he slept. Except for his army of stuffed animals. Jess on the other hand was always in our bed. At age 2 she somehow got into the habit of sleeping with her head on the back of my neck and her toes in hubby's mouth. Most disgusting thing but she would wait until we were asleep to come into our room, swearing she wanted to sleep in her own bed. Why hubby never pitched a fit or bit her I have no idea, but that was their deal. We had a king size waterbed, and she was very very short, so her sleeping sideways between us wasn't a problem. thank you rarely came in to sleep with us. He hated to snuggle because it was hot. That boy hates anything remotely warm or hot. Even when it is snowing out he will only wear a light jacket and his Dr. Who scarf. The only blankets he uses are a little plush throw and his baby blanket. No comforter at all. So coming in to sleep with us was WAY too warm for him even as a very little guy. I remember him being barely able to talk and asking me to leave his room because I was making him too hot to sleep. As for diapers, cloth wasn't much of an option when my kids were little. They were expensive and hard to find even as burp rags in our town. I had to drive over an hour and the big baby store only had one package of them in stock and that was their normal amount to stock when Wiz was born. I didn't have the time or patience for washing them either. My aunt had a child six months before I did and got several months of a diaper service as a gift. It was nice to have them delivered and everything, but her son kept leaking through them even as a newborn. Not even those rubber pants could contain him and he broke out in hives when she used the wool covers. She gave up and went back to pampers. I doubt she would have the patience to wash diapers on her own and the service cost more than double what brand name diapers cost. It was really expensive. She liked the idea of the service a lot more than the reality of it. [/QUOTE]
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