I used to have a small issue with sleep walking. I haven't done it much since we moved into this house. But early this morning I found myself messing around in the kitchen and I can't quite remember what I was doing. Eventually, my rustling around woke Lady up and thus, "woke me up" too. I went into the nursery and re-swaddled her and headed back to bed. I didn't' realize I was sleep walking until this morning when I "actually woke up." It's the weirdest feeling because I usually don't have any memory of the first part of the "activity" and then something will eventually bring me to a more conscious awareness of what I'm doing and I freak out because I don't know how I got to that point. Then I wake Kday up, tell him I was sleep walking, cry and go back to sleep. I wonder what I was doing last night in the kitchen. Hmm, weird.
2 comments:
Welll............... Isnt' it obvious? You were taking a picture of yourself sleep walking. HA HA
My mom's brother use to sleep walk. One time he walked down the block in the middle of the snowy winter in nothing but his PJs and bare feet. You should have Kev videotape you next time you sleep walk. I'd love to see first hand what goes on! haha
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