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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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When she was still very young, we helped her learn to sleep in her own room. Not because we wanted distance, but because we believed independence was a gift. Her room was cozy and welcoming. A large bed with a good mattress. Shelves full of books she loved. Stuffed animals arranged just the way she liked them. A soft nightlight that cast a warm glow across the walls.
Emily never seemed afraid.
Until that week.
The comment about the bed didn’t stop. It returned the next morning. And the one after that. Each time, her words were slightly different, but the feeling was the same.
“I didn’t sleep well.”
“My bed felt tight.”
“I felt like I didn’t have enough space.”
