Be Careful Who You Sleep With

This post is not about the DC AIDS/ HIV statistics, though I continue to find them upsetting. (If you didn't know, it was recently released that DC has and AIDS/ HIV infection rate that matches that of West Africa.) This post is about sleep walking. When Jess married me he got a big surprise. I am a crazy person to sleep with. I frequently wake up in the middle of the night screaming from bad dreams - most of the time they are about snakes but once I even dreamed about sheep in my closet. I have also been known to walk in my sleep, rearrange pictures on the wall, unlock doors and go outside and participate in imaginary fist fights. Last night I dreamed that the baby was sleeping in our bed between us. I didn't want him in the bed so I picked him up and carried him to his crib. I was just about to put our sleeping baby in the crib when I woke up and realized that I was about to put our dog Roxy in the crib! I had thought she was the baby! It must have scared Roxy a bit too because she has seemed more content to sleep on her doggy bed on the floor lately. Jess never woke up through the whole thing. I think he is getting used to my craziness and I think that is good since he can expect to put up with it for a very long time.