When you’ve been used to sleeping on your own, sleeping with another person can be an interesting experience. It can at times be frustrating, it can be comforting or it can be a lot of fun.
I suspect Mick hasn’t found it too much fun sharing a bed with me the last few weeks. Because of the pain in my back I have been very restless. Turning over in bed, turns into a major exercise.
Of course we could choose to have separate beds. We do have another double bed in the house but he’d rather put up with the wriggling around rather than be in two separate places and so would I.
When we were first married though, it was a major adjustment. Every time he moved, I moved too, till one night he was balancing on the edge of the bed. At that point he got out and got in the other side whereupon the whole process repeated itself.
It can also have its funny side. Another night I had him up chasing a cockroach till he realized I was still asleep. Still asleep or not, I wasn’t giving up them idea till he stomped on the floor and told me he’d killed it.
Others I know have had nightmares, talking in their sleep, crying in the sleep and even laughter or walking in their sleep, none of which makes it easy for the person sleeping with them. Neither does snoring which can occur and end up keeping the non snoring partner awake.
Yet, despite all these hassles there is something comforting about sleeping with another person. I love the feel of Mick’s warm body next to mine never sleep as well if he is not there. I love to be able to hear him breathing beside me and have been known to pain if I can’t hear him breathing and ill then put our my hand just to make sure everything is okay.
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