After all of the dreaming and planning for a shared room, I was starting to get cold feet. Our baby is so good natured, but sleep seems to be the one area where she just won't go easy on us. In the last few weeks she began to wake more and more and settle with less and less ease... I felt like she was being disrupted being in our room, but was totally chicken to move her in with her brother and risk messing with his impeccable sleep record.
I spent the better part of an afternoon rearranging our tiny office (formerly Little Smith's nursery and before that, my closet) to accommodate a travel bed and a rocking chair. I tried to make it cozy and imagined it would be her nursery for at least a few months, until she learned to sleep more consistently. In the back of my mind I started planning for a more permanent nursery and puzzling over where we could realistically house all of our work materials if this whole shared room thing went south. I just couldn't imagine Little Smith coping with the baby night noises that had been keeping me awake for all these months.
After two nights of near sleeplessness (she was a disaster in her own little room), I just impulsively decided to try her in the shared room with her brother... and like magic, she slept through the night. It's been nearly a week, and while she is still often waking at least once,she is sleeping better than she ever has before. They both seem to be truly comfortable together.
Of course I am giddy that they are in one shared space now. I dreamed of a roommate when I was a child, and honestly it is one of the best perks of marriage for me, to have my best friend beside me when the lights go out. I know our baby's sleep is likely to get worse before it gets better, but I am hoping we can work through the rough spots with them in the same space from here on out. It's my dream come true, from way back when I slept long enough to dream.