I am so impressed people have their teddys from childhood! I only have a few and they aren't too old. When my insomnia gets bad I have my elephant. He's sitting here right now. I also have a tiny teddy on standby at my mum's house which is great because she loves it too.
I have often felt really pathetic and that people would judge me for cuddling a teddy to sleep. He has an arm that isn't stuffed fully and I like that he isn't perfect. I loved my porcelain dolls although I never played with them as a child, I just liked to make sure they looked perfect and they were all on a shelf (currently in a box, poor girls). Thank you all so much, I don't feel daft now. My partner was really nice about it - I thought he would run a mile, but he knows it's better I have my elephant than wake him up at 4am. I will mention this to my counsellor as she was talking about how as adults we don't play anymore the last time I saw her. We forget how to have fun and be imaginative; I didn't realise this is her way of getting me to the inner child stuff.
Apologies to the other teddys (and moose/dogs/pillow/living pets/etc), but Mr Teddy Tumbles is the cutest - his wee smiling face, it's braw.