I know the feeling. Little Arthur had a nightmare at 5:20 this morning. So I went in and scooped him up so he could sleep next to me. Needless to say for the next 3 hours he kicked me in the kidneys and elbowed me in the nose a few times. But I don't care. I will not let Gavin in bed with me. I would love to cuddle with him every night, but I feel he needs to stay in his own bed. He still sleeps in his crib at his mom's house, but he has a big boy bed here. It gives him the freedom to get out when he wants, but I'm pretty strict and he doesn't get out of bed unless he absolutely needs to or he is having a fit, and when he does get out, I put him right back in it. We almost never let him sleep in the bed with either of us, but with what is going on now, I want him near me as much as possible.