Bed sharing with your baby

Could write loads on this, but here are some of the main reasons why I do it.
I remember as a child lying chest to chest on my dad and being lulled to sleep by the rhythm of his breathing. I think I must have been about 4 years old. My parents never turned any of us away from their bed, although I think being the youngest I was in there the most! When dad went to Goa for 2 or 3 weeks as he did every other year, I would always sleep with mum and would listen to her heart beat as I fell asleep with her. I was a lot older then, probably almost a teenager, but it never seemed strange to me at all, because for Asian families sleeping with your flesh and blood isn’t strange. It was only when I was expecting Maya that I encountered people who thought it was odd. I said to them, and take no offence please (my husband is English) “you English people think it’s ok to sleep with your cat or dog after it has been running around in God knows what but you think it’s strange to sleep with your baby!!!” I want my children to know in their soul the unconditional love that I would have felt as a baby because in this messed up world where people are spending a lot of time getting their heads sorting out to deal with childhood issues I feel it’s an investment I’m more than willing to make.

I absolutely believe that in its first years of life it is imperative that a baby is physically grounded by a parent otherwise they will search for that grounding for a long time afterwards.