Up until a week ago our bed used to look like a pillow cemetery. We had so many that there weren't even pillow cases for all of them, and every night before bed I'd have to build what B referred to as The Pillow Wall. And while it sounds like some puritanical way to approach a new marriage, it was really just back support. A pillow for my head, a pillow in front of my stomach, but tucked under just right so my back was supported, one between my knees, etc. As you can imagine, rolling over causes quite a problem as the entire wall needs rearranging. But it was the only way to take the pressure off my back since I'm a side sleeper.
But then there was a stroke of brilliance. B decided that our marriage was strong enough to bring someone else into bed with us, and that someone is a delicious new addition I call Hank, The Body Pillow. Hank was waiting for me at Target for $8 and then I paid an extra $5 to buy him some clothes - no one likes to walk around naked. And let me tell you - Hank has improved my life nearly as much as B has. I'm deeply infatuated.
From the moment Hank replaced The Pillow Wall, I have never slept better and it was an instantaneous change. Instant! And then one night I lent him to B to test out and I slept terribly. He's never leaving my sight again. In fact, I found him just in time because I have to buy our plane tickets for Portland soon and now I'm gonna need to buy three seats instead of two.