Sleeping. Everyone has their own little bedtime routine. Mine, like everything else in my life, is a little crazy.
When I was little, I HAD to "blow out the light". After my parents told me goodnight, I would always blow as they turned the light out.
I also had to sleep with my special panda bear. One night, I was getting ready to sleep, and my panda bear's back was ripped open. I was so upset. I cried. I couldn't sleep without him. So my wonderful mom got out her sewing kit and sewed him back together for me, just so I could sleep. I still have to sleep with something in my arms. It's now a travel-size pillow...but sometimes I wake up thinking it is Maleah...a little creepy when you are groggy.
I have always had to sleep with a fan. It drowns out house noises. I still do. Or I did before we had Maleah. Now I have the noise of the baby monitor to drone me to sleep.
Up until the last year, I could NOT sleep if Bob did not say, in this exact order, "Good night" "Sweet Dreams" "I Love You" "Goodnight". He started it. That was the only way I knew he was going to fall asleep. So he had to do the routine so I would know, ok he's sleeping now. Now I'm a little more flexible. :)
2 comments:
You're a lot more flexible now. We've even said our goodnights and went straight to bed! :)
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OCD Miranda LOL! Chelsea is like that too....though I don't know about the sleeping thing...yet.
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