Flashback Post: My New Bed

I found this floating in my drafts folder as I prepared to jump back on the blog-we have since changed out sleeping situation but oh! The memories are worth reliving...

(February 2013) I have been begging my husband to let us invest in a king sized bed for years, but he has a good point when he says that we should wait until nothing that comes into our bed will pee in it. Of course, that my never be the case, but with all the spit up, milk, diaper leaks and straight up wetting of the bed that happens in there, it's probably a good idea to wait. Mmmmm, doesn't that make you jealous? Anyway, now that we start the night with one kid in the bed and usually end up with 2 more by the end of it, I decided to try and give baby G a little more room by setting up the crib co-sleeper style beside the bed. The mattress is even with our mattress, so it basically just extends our bed a bit. In my head, I saw myself nursing baby G to sleep, then blissfully stretching out in our bed to fall asleep in any position I chose or maybe even being able to cuddle with my husband once in awhile before the girls came in and proceeded to kick us both in the butts for the rest of the night. What has actually been happening is that as new people enter the bed, I scootch closer and closer to baby G (mostly for his protection) and by the end of it, we are both squished into the crib while the girls have taken over and are laying in stretched out bliss, snoring away. This might not be so bad, except that the crib isn't exactly long enough for me, so I have to lay in a way that allows my legs to still stretch out onto our bed. There is also a crack in between the mattresses that only gets bigger as the night goes on, so by the end of it my butt is wedged in between which might be kind of comfortable if I wasn't also hanging on for dear life. The worst part though, is that crib mattresses are not exactly comfortable. I understand the reasoning, being stiff is better for the whole prevention of suffication thing, and why have a quilted top when it will just get peed on? But seriously. It's like sleeping on a brick covered in plastic wrap. Even through the sheet, I can feel the heat from our bodies bouncing back and attacking me, causing any surface that comes into contact with the bed to be drenched in sweat in about 5 minutes. It makes me realize that our kids not sleeping well in a crib EVER was probably because IT SUCKS. Of course, the sick and twisted part about all of this is that I will probably keep sleeping in there because even with the sweat, the leg cramps, the getting stuck between furniture, it's still better than waking up to toes in my butt, which is evidently where my kids prefer to stick those as a means of warming them up after crawling into our bed. It may not be the king sized bliss of soft blankets and pillows I had always dreamed of, but there's something to be said for some extra space.