Other Things I've Seen in the Night

Sleeping in the hospital room where baby Walter was under the "blue light" getting his jaundice treatment. I'm real glad I didn't sleep walk that night. 

Sleeping in the hospital room where baby Walter was under the "blue light" getting his jaundice treatment. I'm real glad I didn't sleep walk that night. 

Slumpy Moonbeams are not the only things that bother me in the night. Some would say I have a problem with sleepwalking, or rather "sleep events." One of the cool things about being married is now I have someone to report back to me what happens in the night. Unfortunately for Emily, my sleep events usually happen early in the night just as she is finally falling asleep. I fall asleep instantly while it takes her a long time. Just as she is drifting away is when I might start swinging at the air, climb across the bed, or try to save her from a giant spider. I fall back to sleep right away but she has to stop panting from my startle and start all over.

Here is an partial list of some of my events:

1. Darting across the bed to save myself from the spikes that were shooting diagonally across the bed. There wasn't time to alert or save Emily unfortunately.

2. Clawing up the wall (this has happened several times).

3. Protecting Emily from the giant spider(s) dangling down on her (also several times).

4. Standing at the foot of the bed bouncing and rocking the pillow that I apparently think is my son Walter. Emily finally got Walter to fall asleep across the room and then she had to get me to be quiet and go back to bed.

5. Slumpy Moonbeams: Shooting their slow-spiralling rainbow blaster, floating above Emily, general bothering

6. Clawing at my pillow or hunting in the sheets trying to find Walter (who is sleeping peacefully in his crib). 

The list goes on. I was especially active when we were first married and we slept in a small loft bed 8 feet off the ground in our tiny East Village Apartment in NYC. (It was always warm in there–right by the hot water pipes–and I think that had something to do with it). It was a distinct possibility that I would flail myself right off the ledge, so Emily always slept on the outside. More than once she would have to wrestle me down. Mostly she just has to convince me I'm sleeping. "You're sleeping. You're sleeping." Once she can push my head down on the pillow I'm usually convince. She puts up with a lot. 

It all sounds fun! Too back I sleep through most of it!

Posted on May 19, 2014 and filed under Slumpy Moonbeams.