I am having trouble sleeping again. I go through this every so often and it sucks. However we now have something new to contend with. The dreaded NIGHTSWEATS. So here is what happens just about every night here lately. I go to bed and fall asleep with no problem. About an hour or two later, I wake up sweating like crazy and feeling like I am going to burst into flames. I get up turn the air down to snow and lay back down on top of the covers. After about 3 mins the sweat has turned to ice. So now I'm cold. Crawl back under the covers and, here is the good part, press my cold limbs up to Sam. His usual response it to jump 3ft off the bed. Yes I know that is mean but damn I'm awake and need some entertainment. And the prossess starts all over again.
Now the women in my family go through "the change" pretty early. My grandmother thought she was done at age 42. Turns out she was just pregnant, but she didn't have another period. Not sure I want that trade off. Hell I know I don't want that trade off. So if it is hormones, then so be it. Lets get this show on the road and finnish the tour so to speak.
But here is the thing. Sleeping with Sam is like having your own personal heater in bed with you. It is great in the winter but not so much if it is above 70 degrees. When I wake up, Sam is either right up against my back or has an arm around me. Now I know you are thinking "how sweet". Ok not so much right now. He pulls me close, I push him away, I wake up sweating, turn air down, snuggle up to him, and the whole thing starts over again. This isn't even taking into account Sam's snoring and sleep apnea. So now you know why I'm not such a morning person here lately.
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