No, it's not a thing she'll need forever, it's a place where we come together less and less often. A place for when her teeth ache as they finish pushing through, and a place for when her stuffy nose makes it all that much harder to fall into a sleep needed for getting better.
You can't scare me away from these tools of comfort with silly dire predictions.
I have yet to see an able-bodied child become a wheelchair bound adult from stroller days as an infant. I have yet to see a bottle fed child existing only on smoothies. I have never seen a crib-sleeper that had to sleep in a bed with raised sides.
I have not seen those adults that still breastfeed as they go off to college. The wrap-babies that never choose to walk. I have not seen the co-sleepers joyfully pulled near, who have never chosen to assert their independence.
These are the tools of infancy which slowly phase themselves away. The tools which are replaced by independence as the child grows into themselves. They are tools for supporting young humans through rough times.
You are learning that yes, there is peace to be found. That is a lesson that will come to serve you well.
I saw this on FB today and thought I would share it