Yeah. Every morning, from 5-6am. This is what is going on in my bed these days. At least, it's what I assume. I'm woken up by sounds that I can't make sense of in any language I know (I don't generally speak in clicks of the tongue, snores or grinding of the teeth). So I have decided that my beloved must be indeed having some sort of very important communication with someone or something out there. I mean, why else would I keep getting woken up every morning around 5?? I try to get back to sleep. I try to silence the communication by nudging the body or literally holding the jaw of the communicator. I've even attempted early morning communication in English, but apparently, the section of the brain that understands English is switched off from 5-6am.
The thing is though... I'm not really complaining. We've made progress here. When we first started sharing a sleeping space, we struggled with adjusting to one anothers sleep needs. Me, I'm a cuddler. I'm happy and quite willing to be enveloped or enveloping the whole night through. My dear communicator, not so much. It used to be that if I touched him in the middle of the night (which I'm sorry, but I really did quite unconsciously) he would practically jump out of his skin. Needless to say, he was NOT used to me being there.
These days though, we have a bigger bed, but we're not using as much of it. Somewhere along the line, *someone* got used to another warm body...and now, must apparently REALLY like it. I sleep on the edge of the bed these days, with my boo snuggled up quite near me (mostly still in what might technically be called "my side of the bed"). But, this is pretty much a dream come true for me (no pun intended! :) ). I sleep wonderfully, knowing/feeling that other body is there, and also knowing that if we roll, and I end up throwing my arm over him, it will no longer be the end of a good night's sleep for him.
So...as I said, I'm not complaining. I guess I just wish that the communication with the mother ship (or whatever stage of sleep it is that elicits this sort of noisiness from him) didn't have to happen in that very last hour of sleep, when I look at the clock at 5 and disappointedly think, "Oh, I only have an hour left to sleep!" and then lie there desperately wishing and hoping that I could ignore the clicking, the grinding, and the snoring.
Ah well... let's hope that this need for communication with the mother ship is just a phase...and pretty soon the message will get through, and we'll return to cuddled up, uninterrupted sleep for the lot of us. That would be nice.
UPDATED LATER THAT DAY: I thought, and someone else mentioned, that this could be stress related. Yeah, ok... but if you know Joel, you know that generally, he kind of lets things roll off his back. He doesn't tend to get too stressed. It's just not his style. Well, this really has been happening like just this week. And it just hit me like a ton of bricks that the Grand Final is this weekend, and Joel has been able to think of little else besides his beloved Cats. Could it really be that the things that drives Joel to have disturbed sleep is worrying about a football game? Why is it, that I feel like I might actually have hit the nail on the head? :)
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Could never handle cuddling. I guess that's why we now have a king size bed. It's sad when I say our queen size bed got too small for us. We're both huge bed hogs and need lots of room to sleep. And even occasionally I will roll over and we'll both be toward the middle of the bed.
Lane has this horrible habit of clicking his teeth. Not grinding, but clicking them, especially when he's falling asleep. He doesn't know he's doing it but it's loud enough that it drives me freaking crazy!! I'm constantly nudging him.
By the way, Lane's sort of in your neck of the woods right now - across the Baltic Sea in Norway.
Dearest, have you considered that maybe he ALWAYS communicates with the mothership at that time, and that the change in sleeping patterns might be YOU - that you for some reason are sleeping more lightly at that time, and therefore are hearing, for the first time, that which has been happening next to you all along?!!!!
Just a thought. But stress about the Cats sounds a lot more likely. Go them Cats!
nope...refuse to even consider it. I sleep. And I sleep well. Couldn't possibly be me. :)
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