at least to me! haha. We got a new bed!!! YESSSS. I cannot tell you how long I have been dreaming of this day. Matt picked out our queen bed when we were engaged and it was reminiscent of sleeping on a cement slab. Hard. As. A. Brick. Sweet, sweet Traci bought us a nice memory foam pad and pillow top which made a world of difference.
There were still problems though. A 6'5" man is not supposed to sleep in a queen bed, especially if his mobility is impaired. Matt rolls into the middle of the bed, bends his knees, and you can imagine the space it leaves for me. I push him all night long, he straightens out, then his feet hang off the end. Things only get worse when I get bigger by the day, Isabel feels the need to sleep by my head, and Kaden finds his way in. It's not a pretty picture.
Oh, but this is such a pretty picture...
Matt received some trust fun money from Denver Options, a brain injury association. It is a one time allotted amount. We spent a year on the waiting list and carefully thought about what we need/want. We decided to use it for this bed (GIANT and soft!), and for an awesome recumbent bike...which deserves a special post all its own. I think that the bed benefits me more than Matt, but so far, we are more than happy. I actually get giddy thinking of all the space I get to swim in at night...untouched by bony knees, furry paws, and a squirmy toddler. It is a piece of Heaven, to me.
Oh, it's just so big and beautiful!