The Sleep Thing…

I have said before that I have a “thing” about some things.
Sleep might be one of them…or…my bed…or something in this general category.
When I was little, the “thing” shifted.
ALWAYS sleeping under covers was a constant, because the cover is a very safe barrier from monsters and whatnot(this has not changed).
For awhile, I needed to sleep with socks on like my Grandma because my feet got cold.
Then light on, then off.
Fan on, then off.
Door open, closed.
You get the idea.
I never slept with anything – no snuggling device…until I was in high school…odd, huh?
It was an odd series of events.
I broke my collar bone when I crashed my moped at 15.
They sewed up my head and strapped my arm to me for awhile and it was a miracle I wasn’t run over.
In order to sleep comfortably, I had to put a pillow under my arm to keep my shoulder at the right angle.
My little brother got me a teddy bear either at this time or maybe for my birthday the fall after…I don’t recall.
This blue teddy bear replaced the pillow that propped my arm at the right angle.
Strikes me as funny that when I was four I did not snuggle a teddy, but in my sorority I sure did.
I was also known for my bed fussiness. My friends would snuggle in my spot just to make me cranky.
I had pillows just so and a feather bed mattress pad and oh my goodness did I hate it when I came home in the wee hours to find someone in my spot!
It does not surprise me that now, mostly grown up…my bed has a remote control so I can make it just so, with covers to keep me safe and of course the snuggling pillow.
I haven’t been very successful at keeping a certain baby of mine to love his sleeping spot more than mine:)
Of all my space invaders, I must admit he might be the only one who is cute enough to get away with it!

About attraversiamodarmaz

Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) * hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!* I do forget to recycle* LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)* Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction* Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties* True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)* did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me* can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings* I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year* can't help my right brain optimism* been a foster mom* am a very grateful mom of adopted children* worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier* this is me...pretty much
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