We got a king-size bed last week. Someone Amber knows from her online activities was giving away a king-size Sealy Posturpedic matress and box spring. We managed to "taco" the mattress enough to get it into Bill's truck and brought it home.
We thought this would be a great idea since we often have a few extras joining us in the bed by the time morning rolls around. Andrew usually comes to bed for an early breakfast around 4:30 or so. Then Daniel or Josh comes for a little cuddling time before getting up for the day. We figured a 78 inch wide mattress should be just right.
It took me a while to get used to not sleeping right on the edge of the bed. I can actually spread out a little bit. It didn't take Josh long though. The other morning, I felt a little tapping on my shoulder. It was still dark and I wasn't ready to get up, so I ignored it and tried to scootch away to the edge. The tapping persisted. I rolled over to see Amber laying on her edge of the bed and Andrew was smacking me with his hands and kicking her. He was H-ing us. Andrew is now over 27 inches long and with his tiny arms reaching above his head, that leaves us with about 2 feet of mattress each.
I'd do better to go sleep in the crib.
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