^^this.

As for the bullshit "rod for your own back" - grr that gets my hackles up. We co-slept until Sproglet was 18 months or so, we all had more sleep because he could roll over, latch onto the milk bar hassle free, without any need for me to haul my lazy fat arse out of bed. Bliss. When he stopped wanting the boob through the night we started popping him into the cot at bedtime. No stress, no tears. All good in the hood.
(mad-mother, Tue 13 Jul 2010, 19:14, Reply)