Because of Jen’s allergies, we change the sheets on our bed every week. Sure, some people do it just because it’s the tidy thing to do, but for us it’s primarily about the battle with dust mites. We have three sets of sheets that are in the main rotation, and a few that are used only in desperate times. When we were trying to get pregnant this time, Jen always seemed to bleed on the yellow ones (her favorites). To the point where I would try to change the sheets early or late or somehow stack it so the yellow ones wouldn’t be on at a critical time. Didn’t work. Without fail, we’d get a surprise of a big ugly stain on the yellow sheets as what we’d hoped would become our baby exited her body.
At the beginning of the cycle that worked, we put the yellow sheets away. We ceremoniously washed them, folded them, and put them into the bin under the bed. She didn’t bleed. We didn’t pull them back out.
Today marks 38 weeks. The yellow sheets are back on the bed. Our baby is free to exit Jen’s body. It won’t of course. If it’s anything like Natalie, it’ll wait until we’re good and sure that it’s never coming. But it’s amazing to think that we’ve come this far. And that sometime within the next four weeks we will become a family of four.