That is up until two nights ago when moved her into her own wee room. (It is easily my favourite room in the house probably because it is tidy and there is a giant aqua lion on the wall.) I tried to kid myself on that I wasn't anxious about it at all about it but considering that I manage to wake myself up out of much needed slumber to obsessively check on her several times a night, it wasn't really working.
It turns out that all my worrying was for nothing and despite her having a cold we all had the best nights sleep we've had in ages. I was waking her up when I woke up to check on her and funnily enough having her a bit further away I only woke up when she woke up in the morning listening to her on the monitor talking the ear off her toys and a rather large aqua lion
