I never USED to understood couples that slept in different
beds. While I would never do it myself,
I totally get why they would do it.
My husband is a “middle of the bed” sleeper. What this means for me, is when I come back
from feeding the baby in the middle of the night, I have about 18 inches to
cling to on my side of the bed. Now that
may seem spacious to some people… but I also need you to understand that the
dog sleeps on my side of the bed. I sleepily crawl into bed and either let my
feet hang off the bottom of the bed since the dog is my pillow and I have to
scrunch down further, or she has wedged herself into my legs in a very
uncomfortable position. But wait, it
doesn’t stop there… you see I’m also the official pillow holder. For some strange reason when my husband no
longer is using his pillow, he lays it on top of me in the middle of the
night.
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