Last week was the worst sleep I think I have ever had mostly due to the hubs chatting it up in his sleep. He had one dream where we thought I was playing a joke on him so when I tried to wake him up from deep sleep/talking nonsense, he turned to me and said, "I don't appreciate you doing that sweets" and then promptly rolled over and back into slumber land. I just huffed and used a few choice words myself before going back to sleep. The next day, he didn't remember speaking to me nor saying a word, but he did remember the dream. The rest of the week was about the same plus an added disruption of our dog jumping into bed and stealing all the covers.
Needless to say this threw a wrench into my thought process about babies. I am not ruling it out, but I love sleep way more these days.
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sleep. Show all posts
November 23, 2009
September 3, 2009
I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep
The hubs has a bad habit of talking his sleep. Sometimes you'd think he was wide awake only to find out the next morning, he has no clue saying anything from the night before. I really wish we had a camera to capture this on film, but I think I'll just start documenting it in this blog for the readers enjoyment.
Last night:
I was dead asleep when the hubs jumps out of bed and falls to the floor to do, wait for it... push-ups. I yelled for him to wake up and when he got back in bed, he said he was dreaming that he was in basic training for the military.
Ah, the joys of marrying a sleep-talker. More stories to share on this topic soon!
Last night:
I was dead asleep when the hubs jumps out of bed and falls to the floor to do, wait for it... push-ups. I yelled for him to wake up and when he got back in bed, he said he was dreaming that he was in basic training for the military.
Ah, the joys of marrying a sleep-talker. More stories to share on this topic soon!
February 6, 2009
You Pick
Here's a poll on what is the worst sound to ever wake up to:
(a) An alarm clock beeping at the crack of dawn
(b) A puking dog who manages to hit the curtains and his bed with his vomit
or (c) A snoring spouse who should be called a lumberjack due to the logs he was sawing in his sleep right in your ear.
Welcome to my week and the many things that make me think that strong coffee was created for mornings such as these scenarios mentioned above. I just wonder what life will be like if we decided to throw a kid into the mix. Pray for me.
(a) An alarm clock beeping at the crack of dawn
(b) A puking dog who manages to hit the curtains and his bed with his vomit
or (c) A snoring spouse who should be called a lumberjack due to the logs he was sawing in his sleep right in your ear.
Welcome to my week and the many things that make me think that strong coffee was created for mornings such as these scenarios mentioned above. I just wonder what life will be like if we decided to throw a kid into the mix. Pray for me.
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