an army crawl to bed

isaiah slept in our room until he was 10 months old. well, we were living in a 1 bedroom condo and we converted our walk in closet into a room for him. but he slept about 6 feet from me, so he was in our room. alaythia is currently in our room. but i think that time is coming to an end.

take last night for instance. we've been running a floor fan for white noise to help her sleep. this has worked fabulously during the summer nights but as the nights have gotten colder we have stopped because it just makes the room much too cold.

the floor in our bedroom creaks. every step we take produces these deep pops. so last night, with no fan running we attempted to walk in. i was in before matt, and like usual, every step i took made the noise. i finally reached my side of the bed (closest to the crib) and looked to see where matt was. he was close behind but had grabbed another blanket to throw on her. just as we were about to make the pass off she popped her head up and started looking around. matt and i hit the deck as fast we could. we had to be sure to lay lower than the crib, so our faces and bodies were smashed to the ground. how did i know matt had done the same thing? i could see him through the rocker. we're rolling our eyes and giving darting glances through the slats. we lay still for a few seconds, but i didn't want to look up to see if she went back down because if by some chance she didn't, i'd be face to face with her.

after a few seconds of silence i dare...matt has moved back and can see her and me from his vantage point. i look to him and he mouths, 'get down! get down!' i quickly duck back down.

as i'm laying there with my face planted on the ground i'm writing this blog in my head (i know, i know)....and thinking, this is it, she's gotta start sharing a room with isaiah.