The Best Bed in the House: A Baby Sleep Story About Comfort and Snuggles

Everyone says sleep is important, especially for babies. It helps us grow, keeps our moods sunny, and gives everyone in the house a little peace. But let’s be honest, baby sleep can be tricky. There are so many new sounds, feelings, and moments that make it hard to settle down. Some babies take a while to figure it out. But me? I caught on pretty fast.

I like to sleep, and I sleep a lot. Mommy tells me I’m a super good girl because I sleep in my crib all night long. I have been sleeping through the night since I was 2 months old. Mommy is lucky to have me. She says so all the time.

I do like sleeping in my crib and I am very comfortable there. It’s i n my own quiet room with curtains to block out the morning sun. I sleep very well and wake up well rested. Maybe that’s why I’m in such a good mood in the morning. Or maybe it’s the anticipation of our good morning song.

The Best Spot for Baby Sleep

During the day I have at least one nap, and sometimes two naps, in my crib. I would rather stay awake and play, but Mommy says I get fussy if I don’t nap during the day. In the evenings Mommy lets me sleep in my favorite spot of all. On Mommy’s lap. It’s the best place to be.

That’s our evening downtime. Mommy and I relax on the couch after dinner, and I get to nap while she watches TV. I like to watch TV too, but in the evening the news and boring stuff come on, and I would rather sleep through that.

I love to nap right there on Mommy’s thighs. She’s so toasty warm. If I’m feeling fussy, Mommy bounces me up and down or wiggles me from side to side. When I wake up, Mommy is right there to rock me back to sleep. Unless it’s late. Then Mommy feeds me and takes me upstairs for our bedtime routine. By then I’m all relaxed and ready to sleep through the night.

I’m getting big now, and Mommy’s lap doesn’t feel as comfortable as it used to. It’s still doing the trick, but I’m afraid one day soon, I won’t fit. I don’t know what I’ll do then. I’m dreading that day.

Maybe, when that day comes, I’ll find a new best bed in the house. Maybe it’ll be next to Mommy, with her hand resting on my back, or tucked into a blanket that smells like her hugs. I don’t know exactly where my new baby sleep spot will be, but I’m sure it’ll be close, warm, and wrapped in the kind of love that makes sleep come easy. Because even if I outgrow her lap, I’ll never outgrow the feeling of being loved. And that, I think, is what makes any bed the best one.