I'm about to set some people free with this one in some VITAL advice. See me sleep. Sleeping beauty, I know. (Don't leave your iphone on the nightstand, btw. When I saw this pic, I decided to do this post though.)
See Travis sleep.
Notice the location is NOT the same. When Travis and I first got married, we of course shared a bedroom like most married couples do. We endured sleeping in the same bed for oh....the first half of our marriage now that I look back. Ha...bear with me, I'm going somewhere. I wanted to do "the right thing" because in movies and tv shows, the husband and wife snuggle and read together before bed and turning off the lights. But you know what I like to do when I'm sleeping? Sleep. Travis is quite possibly the LOUDEST snorer on planet Earth. Ask anyone that's ever been around. Ask Chrissie about when he sleeps on her couch when he does 2 day tv shoots in Birmingham. Ask his friend, Steve, who does camera shoots with Travis and demands a separate room if they're traveling because he can't stand the snoring. Before Jaggar was born, his room was a guestroom. I would ALWAYS get up in the middle of the night and sleep in that bed. Guess what? I STILL could hear him snoring--all the way across the foyer between 2 shut bedroom doors. I would always go to bed first, and he'd come to bed after I was asleep...and wake me up as soon as he fell asleep.
During my pregnancy with Jaggar and getting up to use the bathroom every 30 seconds, sleeping together became unbearable. I would hit, kick, shove...WHATEVER I could do to make it stop. He would barely come out of his unconscious state only to be snoring again 30 seconds later. SO...he started sleeping on the couch. At first I was like, "Oh no...we are husband and wife. We must spend every waking and non-waking moment together." Then I realized something: I was SLEEPING. And so was he! Saved our marriage, folks. Now I get to sleep with like 5 pillows. We still love each other, of course, but when it's time to say Good Night, we go our separate ways. Don't sacrifice yourselves, ladies! EVERY now and then--like 2x a year maybe, I say, "Travis, sleep in the bed." Not sometimes, but EVERY time, I immediately regret that decision and make him leave not even halfway through the night. :)
My friend, Emily, JUST smartened up and did the SAME thing since her 3rd pregnancy is doing to her what all of them do. And now St Nick is on the couch, too. He says that he'll be back, but Travis and I know better. Travis even told him, "Hey, man., I LOVE the couch." And he does. And frankly, I love him there, too. ;)
During my pregnancy with Jaggar and getting up to use the bathroom every 30 seconds, sleeping together became unbearable. I would hit, kick, shove...WHATEVER I could do to make it stop. He would barely come out of his unconscious state only to be snoring again 30 seconds later. SO...he started sleeping on the couch. At first I was like, "Oh no...we are husband and wife. We must spend every waking and non-waking moment together." Then I realized something: I was SLEEPING. And so was he! Saved our marriage, folks. Now I get to sleep with like 5 pillows. We still love each other, of course, but when it's time to say Good Night, we go our separate ways. Don't sacrifice yourselves, ladies! EVERY now and then--like 2x a year maybe, I say, "Travis, sleep in the bed." Not sometimes, but EVERY time, I immediately regret that decision and make him leave not even halfway through the night. :)
My friend, Emily, JUST smartened up and did the SAME thing since her 3rd pregnancy is doing to her what all of them do. And now St Nick is on the couch, too. He says that he'll be back, but Travis and I know better. Travis even told him, "Hey, man., I LOVE the couch." And he does. And frankly, I love him there, too. ;)
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