Sleep Talkin'
Last night I spent the night at Holly's. Sometimes when Curt is out of town on business I stay there to have QT with her and feel the baby move. (Read here if you're having dirty thoughts.) We usually watch TV, eat tacos, drink a little wine, and chat.When we woke up this morning I asked Holly if she slept well. She's 9 months pregnant so it's pretty rare that she sleeps really well anyway. Her response was, "Eh....you talked a lot in your sleep again". Eric says I do this a lot too. They both have told me how it's particularly hard to determine sometimes whether I'm actually talking to the person I'm sleeping beside or if I'm just sleep talking.
Example:
Holly walks back to bed from peeing for what I'm sure is the 120th time....
Me (sitting up in bed): "Do you want me to get up and mow the bed?"
Holly: "Do I want you to get up and what?"
Me: "Do you want me to get up and mow the bed?"
Holly: ".....uh....no ....that's alright."
Me: "Ok" (and plopped right back down to sleep)
What is wrong with me? I told Eric about it on the phone and he wasn't surprised. He also assured me that I did the right thing. It was, afterall, nice of me to ask Holly if she wanted me to mow the bed. She can't possibly mow the bed when she's 9 months pregnant!
3 Comments:
Do you remember when Mando and Steve told us that we were talking to each other in our sleep?
You: "Where's the dip?"
Me: "I don't know where the dip is!"
He does have a point. Just sayin'.
Lizzy,
I don't remember this a'tall!
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