Around my house that is. I frequently bed hop at night hitting a few rooms for a few hours. It's a great party consisting of being startled awake, being kicked in the stomach, rubbing backs, and the occasional vomit. I never know where I'm going to wake up. It's my occupational hazard.
After baby one, hubby and I decided to not allow kids in our bed. Instead our kids have large beds where we can lay with them and comfort them if they need it. You put a three year old with growing pains and a horrible fear that the house will be sucked into outer space, a five year old with school anxiety, and a newborn together and you get many sleepless nights. It's the old musical beds here. Gotta love it!