I am so jealous of heavy sleepers. Ever since we had kids, I wake up at least twice a night because I hear something.
Derek’s snoring.
Derek’s coughing.
Derek’s farting.
The kids getting up to go to the bathroom.
The kids’ coughing.
The kids’ sneaking downstairs to rummage through the refrigerator in the middle of the night.
The house creaking.
The resident ghost, Charlie, moving stuff around downstairs (he likes to open and close the silverware drawer for some reason).
Last Friday night I got nine hours of sleep. That’s unheard of for me. Little did I know that it was the universe (or the magical unicorns) preparing me for the days that followed.
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Well, then. You’ll hate me. Thunderstorm last night? What…didn’t hear it. Baby crying? Nah…you take care of that. For as long as I can remember there was only ONE thing that ever woke me up from a deep sleep. Ice storm. Seven(ish) years ago. Destroyed 6 out of 10 trees in my back yard. One of those trees…. crashed down on my house. THAT woke me up!
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I wear a Sleep Master mask. It’s soft and satin-y and feels nice against my skin. It blocks light, but the best part is that it covers my ears and blocks a lot of the sounds in the house. If something is fairly loud I’ll still hear it, but it really helps with those annoying sounds that you don’t need to hear. I really never anticipated ever sleeping this soundly.
It can be found on Amazon.
I have to sleep with a sound machine on, but it will only run for an hour at a time.