We arrived to the beach condo excited for a weekend of downtime. Okay, that part is a joke because we do have two kids but at least we were ready for sunshine and water. Once we opened the door, our 4 year old ran in. He was excited to see where he was going to sleep and what would be “his room”. We walked in and saw the most amazing thing to me…
Get ready because I am taking you back to my childhood now.
I begged and pleaded with my mom to get me bunk beds. She had so many excuses. Granted they made sense but still. I wanted bunk beds and ESPECIALLY the top. I just thought it would have been so cool to sleep in one. None of my friends had a bunk bed either so I never got to have a sleepover with the hopes of getting it even for one night.
But there it was and you are damned right if you are thinking what I was thinking…
I was going to sleep there that night.
That’s what I told hubby. He laughed. We unpacked and put the kids to bed. Both of us were tired so we decided to call it a night since we got in late anyway. I said good night to him and he wanted to know where I was going.
To the bunk beds! Duh! Were you not listening to me?
You were serious?
Ummmmm yes, because bunk beds!!!
This went on for a minute or so.
He then pointed out that when he is not traveling we have never spent a night apart in separate rooms except maybe when we were mad at each other. Now, this was news to me because I have never slept elsewhere when we have been mad. I guess he has?
Anyway, I told him he could live with it for one night while I fulfilled my childhood dream and no, I was not sharing my bunk bed with him.
I left him in the master room and ran to the other one.
I was so excited climbing that ladder into the bunk bed. I totally ignored that it hurt my feet. It didn’t matter. Realized when I got to the top, I should have brought my phone to take a bunk bed selfie but I didn’t feel like climbing back down. I stretched out and looked at the ceiling. It took 40 years but here I was in a bunk bed for the second time this year.
(Check out this link for the first time I slept in this kind of bed, Life, Please Hold because yes, bunk beds are that exciting!)
Only my husband was sleeping in another room. I did feel bad about that but on the other hand, I was in a BUNK BED!!!!! It didn’t feel as comfortable as my last one. I tossed and turned for a long time. Wondered how hubby was doing by himself. I think the pillow smelled kind of funny. There was some more tossing and turning. I just couldn’t sleep. It was useless. I made the long journey down and walked back to the bedroom that hubby was sleeping in.
I kind of missed him. Okay, it wasn’t the same sleeping without him when he was under the same roof even for a bunk bed. Sigh. I would say he probably missed me too but he was already snoring away.
It got me thinking. Maybe we will get the kids bunk beds and they can have my childhood dream.
Someone is bound to have a nightmare and need mommy to spend the night.
Do you have a childhood dream that took forever to come true?
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