Twin bed.
It’s getting close to midnight here and the house is quiet. We’re both in bed, but you better believe we’re not asleep.
She’s on one of her independent streaks tonight, sternly informing me earlier that she will be driving herself to the hospital tomorrow morning and that I may sleep in and join her whenever because, after all, there’s no reason for this to interrupt my daily life.
It’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard of, and I informed her of that before going to check my hospital bag one last time.
Across the hall, there’s a girl sleeping in my bed. After all, it wasn’t like she, at six months pregnant, could load up her furniture and bring it with her. And so, the night before she arrived, I told my cousins — who I bribed into helping me with $20 and the threat of me telling my grandmother they didn’t offer to help — to put my bed in her room. And, the dresser, too. The nightstand? You really have to ask, boys?
And so I slept on the couch that night before she came, because somehow when my bed went into her empty room, it became her bed. I couldn’t sleep in it anymore; it belonged to her.
I took the smaller room, naturally. And, when I pulled out the measuring tape the next morning, I quickly discovered that the only bed that would fit in my new room would have to be a twin one.
Off to the furniture store I went, feeling like I was going back to my dorm days of sleeping all bunched up in my twinie. I found a bed and a dresser; no room for a nightstand in this room. I bought it and had it delivered that afternoon. After all, I needed a place to sleep.
And every night since then, I’ve crawled into that twin bed as if I’m a bright-eyed freshman college girl with her pictures from home taped to the wall. I think to myself, “Really, this isn’t too bad.” And really, it wasn’t that bad– until Snuggles and Cuddles learned how to catapult themselves from the chair right onto the bed.
Three’s a crowd, especially in a twin bed.
I think about this bed a lot, about it’s significance. I didn’t plan on getting a new bed until I was married; my old furniture was fine. But here I lay, at this very moment, in a twin bed with two puppies fast asleep at the foot of it, the part where my own feet should be if they would just stop taking up all the room.
Three may be a crowd in my twin bed tonight, but in a matter of hours or days, we’ll walk through the front door with a sleeping bundle in blue and, without ever knowing it, Baby will make our own little family complete.
And three won’t be a crowd at all.
May God give you and Roomie both a sense of peace and at least a little rest tonight. You know He’s watching it all, and He knows just when and how that little man will enter the world – He’s got it all in His hands, after all.
You have the most beautiful heart. So proud to call you my “sister” xox
So sweet Amy Beth! If I knew how to nominate you for that perfect post award this would totally get it! That roomie and baby are so lucky to have you!
I am praying for you three tonight. God’s peace, God’s presence, God’s grace on you all!!
awwww, I totally agree with Krista:) This post is very sweet and needs some sort of recognition:)
God Bless you!
Leigh-NC
I’m a lurker here, but I wanted to tell you — what a beautiful post. Truly.
We are so excited to meet the little guy who will make your trio complete. Does this mean she is being induced tomorrow??
Beautiful. Can’t wait to hear all about the beautiful boy.
Ah, your heart for people just blows me away. Such a beautiful post!
*sniff*sniff* You are beautiful, Amy Beth.
Oh Amy Beth! You better believe I have told Brandon on MORE than 1 occasion recently that YOU are a much more loving and selfless person than I could ever hope to be!
*hugs*
You and Roomie both crack me up.
You, m’dear, have a gorgeous soul. And a beautiful face to go with it.
I’m watching your twitter feed today, waiting for the news. Remind Roomie to pee. She’ll forget. (That’s from my labor story, which I don’t tell to pregnant women.) =)
Praying for you and Roomie today, AB. May God grant you both wisdom, humor, peace and strength — and better food than hospital Jell-O.
Beautiful AB! I cant wait!!
That was the sweetest story. Good luck at the hospital. Be patient with roomie cause her head will spin all around and go bananas during delivery. And the following weeks after as well. Dang those hormones.
But that baby – oh my! Your life will forever be changed.
oh gosh i am so excited for you this day. you are about to witness a miracle! get ready for your hearts to explode!! praying for roomie and baby and you all day today!
Praying for all of you today!!!! Can’t wait!!
Three most definitely won’t be a crowd and at that point you won’t care where you sleep…just so you can grab a nap
update! update! update! update! update! I absolutely can’t stand the suspense!!!
UPDATE!!!
[...] I’ve been so excited to show you my new bedroom that I’m just beside myself right now! I cannot for the life of me figure out why I think you’re going to care, but I think it’s just one of those girl things, you know? It’s not like I really having anything new in it (other than the curtains) — but somehow, the room just feels new to me. It’s my very first “adult” bedroom, even if I’m still rocking a twin bed (if you’re wondering why a girl in her mid-twenties is sleeping in a twin-sized bed, it’s because I gave up my bedroom suite last year — read the back story here). [...]