July 29, 2009
Last night I had a very restless sleep, and surprisingly enough it wasn't due to the three pound baby in my belly. Actually, it can be attributed to the one-hundred-fifty pound baby who sleeps right next to me.
Yes, I'm kindly referring to my husband.
Sure he elbowed me square in the nose three time last night, but the real piece-de-resistance? That came at 3:13am when he violently shook me awake saying, "Amy! Amy! Amy!"
I woke up instantly, not sure if Jared was having a minor heart attack or had accidentally pooped the bed--either way, it was obvious that he needed me.
"Amy! Amy!" he continued.
I opened my eyes to find him two inches away from my face, eyelids shut, but somehow looking frantic. "What Jared? What's going on," I demanded?
"It's the middle of the night," he said. "And you're sleeping."
Seriously? Was that it?
Yes. It was.
By the time the words, "It's the middle of the night, and YOU'RE DEAD" had the time to flow off my lips in response, he was rolled over, wrapped in the blanket, sleeping like a man in a coma.
My dream of twin beds? It lives on.
10 comments:
ooops. Sorry about that
It sounds like you get to have some fun waking him up tonight. except he may now expect something. I think he can be on night baby duty for the first year after the baby is born. :)
My husband and I have seperate blankets. It's saved our marriage.
I think a straight jacket is in order.
You are the pregnant one, therefore the only one allowed to yell and wake anyone up in the middle of the night.
I don't care if he was sleep talking, I feel he needs to offer pennants, like scrubbing toilets for the rest of your pregnancy and the subsequent year of nursing beyond that. ;)
that's funny Jared!!
I don't remember if I've already shared this on your blog, but I tend to be violent in my sleep. The last time it occured was when I was dreaming of jumping high into the air with a shoe in my right hand and coming down with all of my force to hit a leopard that was waiting down below to eat me - except it was my husbands face that took the blow.
I just found you from MMB. I was so excited when I read through your posts to see someone who can laugh at themselves for others entertainment. I think I have found a blogging buddy!
BTW My husband and I have had separate blankets since the first year of our marriage....we are on year 16!
Maybe the old custom of couples having separate bedrooms for SLEEPING was not so crazy after all!
I learn so much from you about what it's like to be married. Thanks!
Too funny! We did seperate rooms for a while there. Works great until your bishop hears about it- then they get concerned.
Jared's one lucky guy that you let him continue to sleep- what a sweet and loving wife! I would have kicked his @#$!
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