The Bed....Part 3

So I realize that Sophie is going to need a new bed soon and I'm going to have to replace the beloved baby bed with something special but I have a little problem....... a really tight budget.  What do you do when you need a new piece of furniture with a certain look and you need to do it with as little money as possible......?  Why you call in Mamoo Bobby of course.

My Mom aka-Mamoo Bobby.

My mom loves furniture.  I cannot remember a time when she wasn't buying old furniture, refinishing it, trading it or moving it around the house.  We joke in our family that there isn't one person (I have 27 first cousins mind you) that doesn't have something in their house that once belonged to my mom.   She has helped out everyone.  Her specialty?.......beds.  My mom is obsessed with "good" beds.  She has 5 bedrooms in her house and each bed is as comfortable as the next.  She has a lot of company and she wants them all to have a nice bed when they stay at her house.  I have seen her pull out every pillow at TJ Maxx and squish it to make sure they are just right.  Not too soft, not too firm.  The sheet thread count has to be high and the mattresses have to be soft.  My cousins and I tease her that it's because she grew up with nine siblings and she spent most of her life sleeping on a rollaway bed with 2 of her sisters in the middle room of a shotgun house.  If she were Scarlette O'Hara she would be holding up her fist exclaiming, "As God is my witness, I'll never have a hard bed again!"

When I told Mamoo what I needed she was ready for the hunt.  We started with the local Peddler's Malls, hit a couple of Goodwill Stores & Habitat for Humanity.  We made our way to a few of her favorite antique malls.  We even drove to Elizabethtown.  

Sophie pushing a cart through the Peddler's Mall.

We shopped for a week but found nothing or at least nothing we would have for a special little girl.  Then my mother remembered something that just might work.  Years ago she had bought an antique white wrought iron twin bed from an old lady who sold them out of her home.  My mom had special mattresses made for it because the bed was a little larger than the twin beds you buy now and she wanted them covered in ticking stripe material just like what  would have been on the bed originally.    It was in our house for years but ended up with my niece Victoria when she was a little girl.  Mom remembered her saying recently that she had outgrown the bed and hadn't slept on it in years.  I couldn't remember what the bed looked liked exactly but I trusted my mom.  Victoria sent me a picture of the bed and I knew it was perfect!  Not only was it pretty but I loved the idea that it was staying in the family.