Sleep is over-rated. :)

It's late.....or early, depending on your perspective I suppose.

Hub has moved a chair and table for my lap top in to our bedroom for me. He's out cold, and I am sitting near the TV, half watching a movie while I surf around the net. Have you guys ever seen "Frailty"? It's the only Matthew McConoughey (sp?) movie that I like. If you haven't seen it, you should! I love the twist....

I don't sleep much these days. My doctor jokingly says it is God's way of getting me ready to be up all night feeding two babies. Technically, the insomnia is due to a combination of extreme surges of estrogen that apparently make me wired like I've had six cups of coffee, and being just plain uncomfortable. And then there's the twins.... Kick kick kick squirm kick thrash BAM kick kick BAM mosh punch kick kick BAM! It's pretty impossible to sleep through two little boys using one's ribs as a xylephone. I realize that sounds like a complaint, but it's not really. I feel sorry for you men. You will never get to feel what it is like to have a child or two bouncing around inside you. Even when my little rascals wake me up, it makes me giggle.

Soooo.....it stinks being tired and all, but I kind of like my new routine.

I'm alone Monday through Friday during the day unless I have my weekly Dr visit. When my husband gets home, I am so happy to see him. We have dinner, we talk, we hang out, we watch a movie or some TV. It's really fun. When we go to bed, as soon as I lay down, the boys start thrashing. Hub snuggles up to me and puts his hand on my tummy. We stay there for a while, just enjoying feeling the boys squirm and punch and kick, and then hub drifts off to sleep.

This is the point in my night when things get realllly interesting.

I never knew this before my insomnia attacks. I suppose I used to just sleep through it. Ya know what???

Hub talks in his sleep.

A lot.

Like, every night, as far as I can tell.

Weird!

The first couple times I answered. I assumed he was talking to me. He never replied in a way that made sense. I'd wait a while, and then I'd hear a snore. I can understand him about half the time. Last night I had fallen asleep, and I woke to this loud, obnoxious crinkling sound. I asked hub what the heck he was doing. He said he was sleeping. I asked him if he was eating smartees (he has some on his nightstand) and to please put the candy down, but he continued to eat it. Finally he sort of woke up and stopped. This morning he looked at me funny and asked if he dreamed that he woke me up by eating candy. NOPE! LOL.....

I keep an eye on him at night now. Maybe he is one of those people who go raid the fridge in their sleep in the middle of the night? Who knows. :)