I will admit, I look forward to going to sleep at night, together with my husband. I am usually the last one up in the house, not going to bed until our son is tucked in for the night. When he has a late night with homework, I do, too. Usually a late night is accompanied by trauma over the subject or the project, so it isn’t any fun.
Some nights I am exhausted and can barely make it through the bed time routine. The good news is that I’m rarely tired in the afternoon, which is nice. Maybe that’s due to the afternoon cup of coffee, though.
I dislike those nights when I can’t sleep. The nights when, after looking forward to going to bed, my head hits the pillow and my brain wakes up. Ugh. I also dislike when I wake up during the night, and despite feeling exhausted, my brain kicks into high gear.
I like to curl against my husband when we go to bed together, although I actually have to roll over in the other direction to go to sleep. I appreciate that he is there during the night when I have a nightmare or a painful leg cramp. Steve appreciates that I’ve tried hard not to scream out loud when I am awakened by a cramp. I will admit that I have, and have awakened him, and he has never once complained. I’m a lucky woman!