My daughter is not what I would call a "champion sleeper." At some point between 1AM and 5AM we hear the pitter patter of tiny footsteps as she makes her way to our room. She usually crawls in with us where she remains until morning. Occasionally I wake up and put her back in her room but most nights I don't even realize she's made the transition until I wake up with her feet in my face.
The only real down side to this process is that I tend to be the one who winds up with the least amount of space in the bed. Aasta somehow manages to either rotate so she is perpendicular to Mike and I or nuzzles up against me pushing me ever closer to the end of the bed. As a result, I end up sleeping on my left arm to keep it from dangling off the bed.
Needless to say this isn't tenable over the long term.
Solution? Buy a bigger bed.
So we did.
Our King arrived a few days ago and wouldn't you know it, since then Aasta has decided to sleep through the night in her own bed... *sigh*