I don't think I ask for much. New sheets, a flip and a rotate now and again and a deep cleaning occasionally. But no! They don't even make me up in the morning! Can you imagine, always being undone? Sheets bundled down at my feet, pillows on the floor. You can not believe how lonely it is without pillows.
And I put up with so much. I get bounced around by the adults, then comes the babies who love to jump and squeal on me. Oy my springs ache sometimes. Let's not mention the many times I have been peed on. You know they do have there own beds thank you very much.
All I do is support them. I mold myself and cradle their delicate heads and weary backs. I've absorbed dreams and tears, I am full of them. The many fights I have heard, and the mummers of the night. Whispers of love and forgiveness, quiet voices asking for water or to crawl in. Oh the snuggles I have enjoyed, those are my favorite parts. All the love piled into one bed, tickling and laughing and rolling all over me.
I mean really couldn't they at least make me up? All neat with pillows and the blanket pulled up. It doesn't take that long for goodness's sake.
What would your bed have to say about you?
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