Wednesday, May 2, 2007

The insane ramblings of sleep-deprived Andrea

If it wasn't enough that I get cranky if I don't have a nap every day (Sven would happily testify to my late afternoon mood swings), I also tend to say odd things to my husband when I wake up in the middle of the night to check on or feed Johan.

For the first week or so after he was born, I would wake up and whisper frantically and loudly to Sven, "WHERE'S THE BABY?" Sven would wake up, look panicked for a minute, then realize his wife was temporarily insane, and invariably answer me, "Right next to you in the cradle!"
I think that I did this because my last memory before going to sleep would be of feeding Johan as I sat up in bed. So when I would wake up several hours later, clutching a pillow in my arms, in my sleep-deprived state, I would think that I had fallen asleep, lost the baby under the duvet, and smothered him.

Once I had done that for a week or two, I came up with new and more interesting things to say when I woke up. One time, Sven and I forgot to set the alarm for him to get up to go to work. Sven nonetheless managed to get up and leave, and gave me a quick kiss as he headed out. I must have internalized the fact that he got up late, because I woke up half an hour later with Johan next to me on the bed, and not realizing that it was my baby, rather than my husband next to me, I proceeded to shake Johan's shoulders and call out to him, "You're late for work, get up!" Poor little guy, he had no idea what I was talking about!

Then, at 5:30 this morning, I had another moment of insanity. As I woke up to the sound of Johan stirring, I opened my eyes, expecting to gaze down into the cradle. But I was facing the wrong way, so I gazed at my husband instead. He is a bit bigger than the little man I was expecting to see, so what to I do? Scream! Not a bloodcurdling scream, mind you, but still, it was loud enough. Sven, needless to say, jumped up and asked me what was wrong. I said, "Sorry, I thought you were Johan", rolled over and went back to sleep.

Poor guy!

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