March, 2024
The night before my 39th birthday!
The bed fucking broke.
How rude is that? I mean if I was in the middle of some earth-shattering orgasm I really would not have minded, but was I in the middle of an earth-shattering orgasm? No! Of course I wasn’t. Because life doesn’t work that way. We were fast asleep and the mother-fucking bed broke because it just gave up. Lazy really.
Now don’t get me wrong, I have sort of been expecting this for a while. I had even reinforced it myself because you know, I did a two-day wood-working workshop, so I was clearly qualified. On that, despite the self-deprecating tone, I actually was perfectly capable of reinforcing it. I had done so and it had held perfectly well for many, many months. It might even have been years…but holy smokes the fright we got. I can tell you, it was quite the shock.
At like three in the morning, because all these sorts of things happen at three in the morning, there was a massive CRACK and one of the sides, at the top end, where our heads are, collapsed down. Gman’s little face, oh gosh. If I hadn’t got quite the fright myself I would’ve laughed a lot. He was so confused. So sleepy and so confused. Despite the annoyance of the whole thing it is actually quite a fond memory. Plus we then got a new bed. One of the mattresses without springs and it is delightful. Such a grown up thing to have a proper bed and a new mattress instead of the one you were given by your parents when you were like 15 years old.
My kid was not a fan because the toddler jump-ability (Ie. minus springs) was far inferior, but now when Gman rolls over, I kind of don’t really feel it. Such a treat. Ecosa! I think that’s the brand. I’m not on commission I just like my sleep. (But if you are interested – click here! Because I have discovered affiliate marketing!) In fact I’m ridiculously serious about my sleep. Sleep anxiety is a very, very real thing. When I worked in a bar until 3am I used to have to cap my sleeping. It was pushing up to 13 hours. That’s too much. That’s literally missing all of the daylight. Then when Ori was a baby, oh man I can’t tell you how many times I wished that sleep could be banked. Imagine that!?! I would’ve been in the black by so so so many hours. Parenting in those early years would’ve been soooooooooo much easier!