tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post4585597182083765049..comments2023-09-02T10:30:43.499-04:00Comments on Momo Fali's: Sleep Is OverratedMomo Falihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09735425888226178189noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-58287144843092793882008-04-19T21:01:00.000-04:002008-04-19T21:01:00.000-04:00it isn't right that i'm laughing at your pain, but...it isn't right that i'm laughing at your pain, but i'm laughing. <BR/><BR/>you live in a crazy house. <BR/><BR/>and if i'd have known beforehand that they *all* snore, i might have just stuck with my own kind 'if you know what i mean'. thank god i got kids out of the deal. plus, i actually prefer men. sTILL! the snoring must go!hollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14839794772310980473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-32476603119482550242008-04-18T02:11:00.000-04:002008-04-18T02:11:00.000-04:00Now I don't feel so bad about my husband doing kar...Now I don't feel so bad about my husband doing karate in the bed in the middle of the night. Night terrors...It has a name!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-82031743497733345892008-04-17T01:55:00.000-04:002008-04-17T01:55:00.000-04:00The story about your husband's night terrors are t...The story about your husband's night terrors are too funny (sorry). <BR/><BR/>Pre-husband and pre-daughter I used to love my mini hibernation a night (10 hours). This passion for sleeping started when I was a teenager. Now, I am lucky to get 6 straight hours a night. As a full time working mom sleep has become a luxury. I miss it terribly.<BR/><BR/>Take care of yourself. Try to get cat naps during the day.Red Lotus Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18403062472345174564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-74954042186312598352008-04-16T22:51:00.000-04:002008-04-16T22:51:00.000-04:00i'm so glad that it's only my 4 year old with nigh...i'm so glad that it's only my 4 year old with night terrors! because, at least i won't get yanked out of my bed...just jumped on!!<BR/>and, yes...nightly i yell at my husband to stop snoring like a freaking chainsaw!suchsimplepleasureshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17614929528400567339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-79373183622471933052008-04-16T09:29:00.000-04:002008-04-16T09:29:00.000-04:00Ok, I am not sure what I just read, but I liked it...Ok, I am not sure what I just read, but I liked it. As for the snoring, yep...I do that. I have awoken from a nightmare wielding one of my incredibly huge brushes. Scared the crap out of my wife. I generally sleep clutching them.Joeprahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15249876940389431970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-59329835655556853082008-04-16T03:14:00.000-04:002008-04-16T03:14:00.000-04:00I haven't slept well since I got married (17 years...I haven't slept well since I got married (17 years ago.) My hubby also suffers from night terrors. The other night he grabbed me in a vice-like grip and said: "Did you see that? It was big and hard.' I took a leaf out of Michael C's book and said :'That's what she said.'Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-46847488490952812612008-04-15T23:21:00.000-04:002008-04-15T23:21:00.000-04:00Hokey Crap! If my hubby did that, he'd have a sepe...Hokey Crap! If my hubby did that, he'd have a seperate bed. In a seperate room....<BR/><BR/>And I am a light sleeper too... I'm the only one to get up when someone else is sick, or the dog or cat(s) decide to hork in the middle of the night too. Snoring hubby snores right thru it all.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01797167028822330935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-25856825569787183182008-04-15T22:24:00.000-04:002008-04-15T22:24:00.000-04:00I don't suppose it would make you feel any better ...I don't suppose it would make you feel any better if I said, "Dude, you sound just like my mom." Don't worry. She's a young 61. Otherwise, I leave you only with the comfort that this single girl woke up last night with such severe stomach pains, she had to wake her boyfriend so he could talk her down. That's right - it was all stress-related. How sad is that?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-3037140652192328792008-04-15T21:18:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:18:00.000-04:00Okay, I have a new rule before I read your blog.DO...Okay, I have a new rule before I read your blog.<BR/>DO NOT CHEW GUM!! or basically have anything in my mouth!<BR/>I almost choked when I read that part about your husband!<BR/><BR/>Sorry, I know I shouldn't be laughing since you haven't slept well in 10 years but...<BR/>BWAHAHAHAHAHA!Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12525264720105877075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-78959695005576112012008-04-15T21:11:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:11:00.000-04:00I thought it would get better as the kids got olde...I thought it would get better as the kids got older... but it hasn't.OHmommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12712111068636100187noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-29454255014751865772008-04-15T21:10:00.000-04:002008-04-15T21:10:00.000-04:00I too have a sleeping problem. I have heard the h...I too have a sleeping problem. I have heard the heart monitor sound, but it was when my twins were in the hospital after being born early, we didn't get to take them home for a few weeks.<BR/><BR/>In fact, the last good sleep I got was the groggy day after my heart surgery 3 years ago. Now THAT was a deep sleep!Michael Chttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18007864829010402376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-81929575547317792652008-04-15T20:11:00.000-04:002008-04-15T20:11:00.000-04:00I'm so sorry that your husband suffers from night ...I'm so sorry that your husband suffers from night terrors. With that said, that part about the marching band made me laugh so hard I cried. I'm still sitting here giggling...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-42072218139020266132008-04-15T19:47:00.000-04:002008-04-15T19:47:00.000-04:00I had a freshman college roommate with night terro...I had a freshman college roommate with night terrors, but we never went through anything quite that bad. I guess she and I lucked out.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-7462258407070095812008-04-15T19:28:00.000-04:002008-04-15T19:28:00.000-04:00What is this thing you call, "sleep"?What is this thing you call, "sleep"?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-7945035294411939992008-04-15T19:13:00.000-04:002008-04-15T19:13:00.000-04:00I had a kid who had night terrors... I can't imagi...I had a kid who had night terrors... I can't imagine how bizarre it would be for Hubs to have them. He wouldn't leave me to be trampled by the marching band, he would never hear it.Tara R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02993625193184914299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-13143862604274650112008-04-15T16:15:00.000-04:002008-04-15T16:15:00.000-04:00reminds me of a cartoon I saw with a not-so-funny ...reminds me of a cartoon I saw with a not-so-funny illustration of a mom's group banner over the heads of the mom's attending. ~MOMS SUPPORT GROUP~ and there were the moms, all sleeping soundly in their chairs.<BR/><BR/>hey, you can sleep when you are dead, right?Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05763930337197143734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-81911404668772904582008-04-15T15:52:00.000-04:002008-04-15T15:52:00.000-04:00Kids definitelyequal sleep deprivation, and mine w...Kids definitelyequal sleep deprivation, and mine weren't preemies, they were both late and induced. I cant imagine how scary the heart monitors going off must have been. And Mr B snores so loud it wakes my kids up, grrrr. But you win on the night terrors my lovely. In fact you made me feel guilty, because I laughed at the image of you being dragged out of bed by the ankles. Serious voice - that is not funny. AT ALL. ;DJo Beaufoixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00957369658590225971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-69125252338392429702008-04-15T14:56:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:56:00.000-04:00That was too funny :) I thought my husband was ba...That was too funny :) I thought my husband was bad with his snoring, but with the night terrors you have me beat.Valarie Leahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03246244572843705930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-34408676550432603042008-04-15T14:42:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:42:00.000-04:00I'm thinking you need to go on vacation by yoursel...I'm thinking you need to go on vacation by yourself and get a nice, quiet hotel room and just sleep for a week!Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07219151687274590976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-91953465331442271002008-04-15T14:33:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:33:00.000-04:00I don't mean to laugh at your lack of sleep becaus...I don't mean to laugh at your lack of sleep because THAT really sucks....but I am hysterical over here...the stories about your husbands nightmares are CRAZY funny to me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-88878820433971524742008-04-15T14:29:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:29:00.000-04:00p.s. for what it's worth, you're my blog o' the da...p.s. for what it's worth, you're my blog o' the day.Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16421900422424458803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-46641545252837058502008-04-15T14:13:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:13:00.000-04:00My husband also has night terrors. He just yells ...My husband also has night terrors. He just yells NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! and wakes all of us up. And my kids do all sleep though the night -- just not on the same night. Someone is ALWAYS wandering around ending up in a different place than where they started off the night. Musical beds. Lots of yelling. Throw in some barfing. Mix in a punchy 5-year old who takes up way more space than it looks like she could. <BR/><BR/>I hope to sleep again sometime before I die.And I'll Raise You 5https://www.blogger.com/profile/04807118403081664721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-45873702951276906772008-04-15T14:03:00.000-04:002008-04-15T14:03:00.000-04:00Looks like the cards are pretty much stacked again...Looks like the cards are pretty much stacked against you there. I feel kinda bad laughing so hard.Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16421900422424458803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-6532721121974891112008-04-15T13:24:00.000-04:002008-04-15T13:24:00.000-04:00I have to laugh about the marching band dream :)Si...I have to laugh about the marching band dream :)<BR/>Since the baby will still not sleep through the night, I do not. Sigh--too bad you don't leave next door; we could enjoy a 3 am coffee ;)Miss Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15430066224876012848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-335466019866048137.post-22457763219593387582008-04-15T13:15:00.000-04:002008-04-15T13:15:00.000-04:00bless your heart. I agree about that alarm sound. ...bless your heart. I agree about that alarm sound. We had twin baby girls that we were fostering to adopt (didn't work out) several years ago, and one of them was on a monitor for breathing. ugh...Mistyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09505420894898738638noreply@blogger.com