In THE BED..
I was just reading a fellow bloggers take on being and having a sister. I am a sister but don't have one.
When I was pregnant with Allie I prayed for a girl. Tim used to yell at me saying I was junxing him with girls. I always wanted two girls.
When they were little they shared a room. From the day missi came home from the hospital they shared a room. I rememebr telling Allie to whisper her dreams because he "Baby" was in the crib. She would hold her and feed her and look at her lying in her playpen.
Interestingly enough they were never much for "playing" together, Allie wasnt a play kind of kid. Missi did all the playing and Allie did all the watching. Mothering.
They had seperate beds but shared a room until 1999. Thats when we bought the house at 102 Gardner. allies room was 8x8. A closet in most homes. Missi room was the nursery, larger but attached to the mster bedroom by a door, which we covered with a dresser.
In that house I wallpapered allies room with yellow and white stripes, white lace curtains and white lace bedspread. Missis roon was a mint green with purple and blue borders of forget me nots and ivy. Her bedding was green and purple forget me nots and Ivy. green carpet. They were adorable.
Sweet LITTLE rooms. But they had their own.
Where did my girls sleep?
Together, in a single bed. I would say goodnight, they were intheir own rooms, and beds. SOmewhere between lights out and 11 pm They got into Allies bed and curled into their positions and fell asleep.
I would hear them talking, whispering. In themoring I heard the rumblings of gotta get up.
I would hear the giggles of chatter sometimes, but just soak it in and know that "This too shall pass."
One problem was Allies room was so small there was only room for a small dresser. No closet. So the twin beds they were sleeping in were as big as beds could get.
No complaints form the gals. They didn't know any better and if they did... .they didnt complain.
Aroudn the year 2001, when Tim left I made my first.. FIRST independent purchase.
I bought Allie a Captains bed.\
A raised bed with drawers underneath for storage. Beautiful bed, sturdy, teenage like. She loved it, I was proud.
With this new big girl bed, still a single I remind you came a need for "her own space"
This is when She wanted to sleep alone.
I rememeber hearing Missi ask for" just a little while, just until Im tired, Im not sleepy yet, I wont talk much."
There were more times that Allie said yes to her sister crashign with her than No's.... but it was a difficult adjustment for Missi.
Then things really started to change. Missi wanted to paint her room.
A dark blue with night stars.
It was not a great choice. The blue wasnt right, the stars werent right. She was more upset than ever.
Then the idea of Jack came.
We put Jacks crib in my room. The girls kept their rooms. All was fine.
Then Dad died. nana alone up the street, the house bursting at the seams.
Allie moved in with Nana. Jack moved into Allies room.
The days of sleeping together offically over.
They never have slept together since I dont think. Their rooms at 501 were decorated to their likes. colors window treatments, full size queen beds. Yeah.
Jack now sleeps in Allies captains bed.
I sleep inthere with him probably one night a week. Just for my own comfort measures. Nothing better than the boys sweet face, hot breath and nightime ramblings to keep me connected to whats most impotant to me.
These children of mine.
I sometimes lie there and roll over and hera the bed crak, or click and think of the nights m girls slept togheter in this bed.
chatting about being grown up... SOMEDAY.
I lie there dreaming about them being little again.
Someday they will lay in their childrens beds, maybe the captains bed I hope.. and dream of me lying in it with them, and their babies.
Whispering Nana loves you baby.



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