Tuesday – Selective Hearing

[ninanevermore]

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My husband is astounded at the things I can sleep through. Train whistles, low flying plains, honking car horns, wailing sirens, blaring television sets, and all other things that rudely drag most people from a sound slumber have no effect on me. A tornado has passed right outside my bedroom window and failed to rouse me, though the rest of the house said it sounded like a freight train. This last September, my husband stayed awake while Hurricane Ike blew over our house, listening to banshee-like winds and crashing trees, including one that landed on our house. I, on the other hand, slept unaware through the whole thing and woke annoyed that I missed all the excitement.

To say I am a sound sleeper is an understatement. For all I know, my sex life is way better than I think it is and I may be, despite my not being aware of it, scoring on a regular basis (Jeff swears this isn't true, and claims it would be too much like necrophilia for his liking).

Which is why I am amazed that the one thing that can rouse me without fail is a small voice urgently whispering, "Mommy, I need to go potty."

It wakes me up every time.


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Comments

[drippedonpaper.livejournal.com]

I had to laugh. My husband isn't doesn't think it's too much like necrophilia but I ask him to wake me first. He hasn't tried the "While she is asleep" in awhile (maybe he should?)

What wakes me without fail is, "Mommy, my bed is wet"

Gotta love those nighttime voices.

May your sleep be sound and without nightmares:)

[neanahe.livejournal.com]

After a wet bed, I told mine to wake me up if he needs to go (he needs help turning on the bathroom light). Since then, no problems. :)