As we brushed our teeth last night before bed, and after our ice cream snack, I asked Wyatt if he thought we had gotten used to living together yet. It was a harmless question, really. I was just curious.
His answer? With no hesitation, “not the sleeping part.”
So now I’m stuck with this question. How long does it take to get used to sleeping in the same bed as someone. I mean, I guess we’ve had our whole lives to get used to sleeping alone. And for me, I always just had a twin bed, (and learned to share with Laura on family vacations–a notorious bed-and-blanket-hog) so I feel like I have plenty of room.
Maybe Wyatt’s more crowded since he used to sleep in this bed by himself.
But I really think it’s more than that. I think it has something to do with this sense that someone else is there with you.
And while it’s comforting for me to wake up in the middle of the night, or every few hours if I’m being honest, and realize Wyatt’s there, I have to admit that no matter how nice it is to “re-realize” he’s there, I think all those middle-of-the-night-wakeups are the reason we both wake up so sleepy.
I mean, before, I knew no one was there, so I slept soundly all night. Now, I now he’s there, but I have to “re-remind” my subconscious every so often.
Add in his snores, the fact that we both wake up each time one of us has to “re-realize” we’re not alone, and the occasional bumps or blanket stealing that come with sharing the sheets, and it’s no wonder we’re ready to go to bed at 10:00 every night.
I’m not worried, I know we’ll get the hang of this sleeping together thing eventually.
And in the meantime, I’ll just try to not get too annoyed when he comes home from work and wants to take a nap.