Six years of family co-sleep (in one bed or another, with one child or
both), six years of nursing one girl or the other. So much sweetness
and connection. And now we find ourselves, without much intention or
anticipation, at the end of that. Not a black and white end (we still find ourselves in a big family pile many mornings) but a colorful-take-it-as-it-comes-but-mostly-there-end.
Its not for everyone, but for us, nursing and co-sleeping were just another
extension of the way we try to parent. To respect the needs of our
children, to be there with closeness when times are good and when times
are tough. To know that meeting our child's needs of dependence now
is the key to helping her achieve independence later. That building a
strong, thoughtful and secure person, takes trust, respect and time (so
much time!) now. Believe me, we screw things up regularly. But
nursing and co-sleeping were one of the ways we were able to re-establish the
closeness time and time again.
I think a parent never knows, truly, if the choices they make for (and with) their children are, in the end, the right ones. We do what we do with a heart full of love and good intention, and in the end....


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