The inaccuracies peddled as respectable wisdom by parenting guru Penelope Leach do more harm than good
I have no more wonderful memory than cuddling my daughter and son to sleep. Bath time, stories, then snuggling down. When they woke in the night it was tiring but magical to calm their distress. I miss that these babies-turned-teenagers now put themselves to bed and sleep through till morning. But the unspoken bonds forged overnight years ago carry us through the turbulence of their adolescence.