“My 7-Year-Old Son Started Sleeping Under His Newborn Sister’s Crib Every Single Night – The Night I Finally Crept In to Listen at 2 AM, What He Was Whispering to Her Made My Blood Run Cold”

“You shouldn’t encourage this.”

“I’m not encouraging anything.”

“Then send him back to his room.”

“I do.”

“Clearly not firmly enough.”

“He needs to understand that the baby isn’t the center of the universe.”

I rolled my eyes.

“He’s excited.”

Diane looked toward the crib.

“Or jealous.”

That annoyed me.

“Ben loves her.”

But Ben slept under the crib again the next night.

“Children can love someone and still resent the attention they get.” She lowered her voice. “He needs to understand that the baby isn’t the center of the universe.”

“She’s two weeks old, Diane.”

“I’m talking about Ben.”

I dismissed it.

But Ben slept under the crib again the next night.

By the fourth morning, the joke had faded, and Daniel and I started comparing notes about what we were missing.

And the next.

Every morning, I carried his pillow back to his room.