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Chris is a single dad of eight and works, studies, cooks, cleans and waxes lyrical for The Single Parent Bible. He's a busy man! Enjoy his musings.
Pregnant women often make remarks about their unborn children, such as, "Oh, the baby just kicked my ribs!", or "The baby is really pushing against my bladder!", "The baby is giving me heartburn!" etc etc. Well, I can relate.
As a single dad of many 'offspring' (I have eight, yes really. Just like the TV show '8 is Enough'), I have experienced on numerous occasions my younger 'ferals' (as I like to call them), having a debate on who gets to sleep with dad tonight. I of course, rarely get a say in the matter, they decide amongst themselves. At times I have to intervene and choose which one is given the luxury. It is now shared by the younger two, age
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nine and seven, the other (young one) is twelve and no longer requests my cuddles (a sure sign of growing up).
Most times it ends up being my seven year old and when he was younger he shared my bed a couple of nights a week (as it was easier for me due to some health problems he had). One would assume that a queen sized bed would provide more than enough room for a small three year old and an adult. Boy is that wrong!
While he was lying in luxury (spread across the width of the bed with his little feet on my pillow), I would desperately try to find a space for myself. Eventually I'd lift his small body (kissing him on his chubby cheeks at the same time) and move him onto his side of the bed and then finally rest my head on my pillow. Not long after that my young 'Mr Wiggles' would start to move about, follow through with a swift kick to my ribs, then another foot in my stomach. Later after moving him over, I would find a small arm lying across my face, then a head would butt up against my shoulder and numerous other contortion like acts would continue throughout the night and not unlike a pregnant woman, I wouldn't get much sleep at all. Young 'Mr Wiggles' is in his eighth year now and still asks to sleep in my bed (though less frequently) and I can't possibly refuse.
I soon learnt to purchase extra pillows, which I use as a partition between his side of the bed and mine. So, you see, I can relate to the foot in the ribs and hit in the stomach that a pregnant woman receives, from an external point of view and it is something I would never change.
It's a memory I cherish and talk about always.
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