I went to Costco to get some new mattresses for my kids. This was just one in a series of my hair-brained ideas (hypo-allergenic pillows, 100% cotton pajamas, their own rooms, more exercise, less TV, vitamins, room-darkening blinds, etc.) designed to make my kids sleep better/faster/longer and thus improving my own quality of life. At Costco I saw “Memory Foam” and realized that, while no less expensive, it was much more portable than mattresses would be so I bought 2 twin-sized Memory Foam pads. My son (who is as enchanted with sleep-enhancing products as I am) was excited, appreciative, and even told about the Memory Foam for show-and-tell. But Maggie, as is her custom, couldn’t care less. She didn’t sleep better and wasn’t attached to it so one day I took the pad off of her bed and put it on my own. It was after she had spent the night throwing up and I thought if she’s just going to vomit on it why don’t I take it until we’re sure she’s over her illness--Memory Foam is not washable you know.
The Memory Foam—love it! It is such a pleasure to sleep on. But it is generously twin-sized so it takes more than half the bed. And it creates a 2 inch high platform on my bed leaving a strip of about 1/3 of the bed for Christian to sleep on--with me next to him, raised above him in luxury on the Memory Foam. He started to make comments about it after a couple of days but I just love the foam so much.
When we watched General Conference President Hinckley said we should do whatever is necessary to make our spouse comfortable. This made me feel guilty about the Memory Foam. In a benevolent gesture, I turned the foam sideways so that it was across the bed. Neither one of us would have the whole pad, but we could each have some of it. I think this really meant a lot to Christian until his back started to hurt. Memory foam is very good, but if your head and shoulders are on it and the rest of you is not, it causes problems. I left it there though—until he insisted I turn it back around and put it on my side again. I wonder: Does that make me bad person?