Apparently, one of the promises Natha made to Jade was that the little bird--or boy--could sleep with us from time to time--which Jade used a lot at the beginning to make up for the time I was away.
Especially when Jade turned into a boy, because he wanted to sleep hugging me a lot. How could I ever turn down such an adorable request?
It was rather funny, however. Naturally, as both my child and my husband wanted to hug me, I had to sleep in the middle--embracing Jade while Natha hugged me from behind. But, more often than not, I would wake up with Jade sleeping between me and Natha instead.
I wasn't sure how it came to be, but I could make a guess. As a habit, my body couldn't help but instinctively look for the familiar coldness from Natha's skin. Because of that, I would unconsciously turn around to dive into Natha's arms. And Jade, who had lost my hug, would look for it dazedly and climb over my body to slip between me and Natha.
Et voila!