Cheese-Its Loves Me

I had a dream in Germany.  I had a dream so funny that it cracked me up in my sleep.  I woke up laughing which of course woke up the baby who then wanted to eat and who woke up Dave.  And then I had to tell Dave about the dream and I was crying I was laughing so hard at how absolutely freaky I am that my dreams crack me up. 

I was walking around an outdoor area and there were all these blocks of cheese.  And I thought to myself “I love cheeses.  I really, really love cheeses.”  And then I thought, “Cheese-its love me, too.”  And then I started singing in my dream “Cheese-its loves me, this I know!” 

That still cracks me up!  How on earth did my brain make a joke, a pun, while I was sleeping?  That is freakin’ bizarre! It is just plain freaky!

Of course, you may be wondering how I can see so much humor in such a silly pun.  However, let’s back up and see that it occurred while I was TRYING to sleep.  Oh, please, oh please, I would love to have one long uninterrupted night of sleep.  Yes, it is infinitely easier because we bring him to bed and feed him in there.  But he’s always nibbling on me.  Do any of you other co-sleepers have this issue? 

And he’s starting to wriggle his way up the bed and into my armpit.  I woke up Sunday morning and his was doing a face plant right into my pit.  As I hadn’t showered in a day, I can’t imagine that was a positive experience.  It also means that he can’t latch on the boob from my pit.  The tatas are still bodacious, but I’m not Pamela Anderson in some sort of boob freak show.  So I have to push/pull him down a few inches to get on the boob.  And it’s a lot harder moving a baby in bed as compared to a cat, and I worry that I’m going to hurt him.  And most of the time he eats, but sometimes he just gives a few nibbled and then I’m all bugged that I had to move him down and worry if I did it right for just a nibble or two and by that time I’m pretty awake. 

And I have no idea how I’m going to keep my sanity this semester.  It’s 10 pm and I have a few more hours of work to do on my lecture tonight.  I feel like I’m back in grad school.  This whole work-family mother professor with a young infant thing pretty much translates to me that I will not sleep until I have tenure. 

10:14:57 PM