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Thanks for this post. With a toddler just this side of 18 months, I still consider myself a new mom, and knowing someone else experiences the annoying, yet deeply comforting presence of sometimes sharing the bed with one's kid made me feel not so alone in mother world.


Lovely post. My son slept in my bed for years, can't remember how many, & then he slept in his older sister's room for years. On very rare occasions, perhaps if he's had a nightmare, he will come in to sleep in my bed, even though he's 12. I treasure these rare occasions. I don't know if there'll be anymore.

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