So today the girl was a little less prickly than she had been in the past few days. In fact, both the husband and I noticed a tinge of softness about her. We can only hope there is a soft centre inside the hard spiky shell and that love, consistency, routine, and humour will blunt those spikes over time.
The hardest thing is for me not to blame myself for whatever it is I am doing/not doing. She has to go through this -- it's a normal part of the process and we were warned about it.
We move this Sunday. Now everyone will have their own space!