Monday, October 22, 2007
In most things I do in life, I avoid king sized anything. Especially food. But, in loving co-sleeping and just barely being able to fit Pony Gal in with Dad and I, and having Number Two on the way, we found we probably needed a bigger bed. At this point in the pregnancy I had been waiting until Pony Gal fell asleep then moving her to a sleeping bag beside our bed because there just wasn't enough room. My mom had bought a king size bed for a spare bedroom at her house about a year ago, but was finding it was too big. So, since neither set was too old, we decided to switch. What a difference! Now, without kids in it, it would be too big. I like to fling my legs over the side and still be able to roll over and cuddle from time to time through the night; very difficult with a king and only two not-exactly-huge people. With Pony Gal there, and soon a breastfeeding baby, though, it will be just about perfect. One of these days Pony Gal will move to her own bed-but with neither her (or mommy for that matter) showing much interest in that anytime soon, this is wonderful!