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Every Morning, My Eight-Year-Old Said Her Bed Felt “Too Small.” When I Checked the Camera One Night, I Finally Understood Why.
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That night, Emily slept in our room.
What she needed wasn’t blame.
It was comfort.
We made changes immediately. We added motion sensors. We gently kept Emily’s door closed at night. We moved Margaret’s room closer to ours. Most importantly, we made sure she was never alone in the way she had been before.
Every evening, I began spending time with her before bed. We talked. Sometimes she told stories from decades ago. Sometimes she repeated the same memory three times in a row. I listened every time.
