Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Proof that my husband can fall asleep anywhere.

Many of you know that my husband works nights. 7pm-7am and a lot of the time he picks up over time to work even more than the 3 nights a week he is scheduled. He also is in school for nursing, has a daughter to help take care of and an endlessly demanding pregnant wife to deal with. But even before his schedule was so crazy he could literally fall asleep standing up. It really frustrated me that when we first got together he could fall asleep so easily when for me it takes me ages to fall asleep. And the littlest things wake me right up and I can't go back to sleep.

Not my hubby.

I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said he could sleep through a tornado. The second night we stayed in the hospital after giving birth to Kensley he passed out on the couch. It was early in the morning and I was on a strict schedule of pumping every two hours. So here I am, hooked up to the hospital's midevil milk extracting device and Kensley wakes up at that very moment to feed. For one, I am hooked up to all sorts of devices and can't reach her. Two, I am not quite sure if I should stop pumping since I am bound and determined to get my milk to come in and lastly and probably most importantly have just had a c-section and there is no way I could budge anyway. So I do what any other woman would do in my circumstances, I yelled for Dave to get up. Except I yelled at a decent volume and he didn't so much as stir. So I yelled louder. Louder. LOUDER. All while Kensley is screaming louder. Louder. LOUDER. Nothing. At this point I am about to cry (and frantically looking around the bed for something to throw at him) when the nurse (from down the hall) comes in the room to ask me if I need some help. She couldn't help but laugh at the fact that my husband had slept through all that yelling and screaming. "He must be so exhausted" she said. Yeah, maybe. And deaf.

Today he comes home from work and he looked exhausted so I suggested that he go upstairs and sleep for awhile. Bless my husbands heart because he hates being away from Kensley and me so he just fell asleep on the floor so he could be near us. How any normal person could get a good sleep on the floor is beyond me, but you may have already guessed my husband is no normal person. Because Kensley used him as a prop for all of her toys and as her own personal chair and he never even flinched.



He may be what you call a sound sleeper.


  1. Well isn't he just creative to use the book to cover his eyes from the light. I love that she is just sitting on him, doing her thing and they are both content.

  2. Actually she put the book on his head! haha He never moved so it stayed there like that ;)


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