Let me start off by saying, "It's no wonder they use sleep deprivation as a form of torture."
I really wish I could apply the Eighth Amendment to having a newborn. Not being able to sleep through the night is certainly a cruel and unusual punishment. But, it can make for some funny stories.
The other night Rachel and I were enjoying a few hours of sleep, and I was dreaming that I was sitting in bed holding Isaac. It was one of those waking dreams where everything feels real, so when Rachel woke me up asking in a panicked voice, "Where's the baby!?!?" I freaked out. My lap was empty, and I couldn't feel him anywhere on the bed around me. In horror I looked over the side of the bed worried he had fallen onto the floor. I was getting frantic as I patted the blankets around me and could not find the baby!
I looked over at Rachel and she was doing the exact same thing - looking around on the bed with an extremely worried look on our face. We both turned up nothing and looked at each other for a minute. Then I jumped out of bed and looked in the crib where I found Isaac fast asleep.
Later that same night, the exact same thing happened again, but with me waking Rachel up asking where Isaac was. I had dreamed that she had him in bed, but when I woke up and looked around, I couldn't see him. This again led to a frantic search of the bed only to find him in his crib.
The next day we talked about what happened, and came to find out both of us had been dreaming he was in bed with us each time! So when we woke up and couldn't find him, we turned to the other and had our fears confirmed, that he was somewhere in the bed.
We laughed long and hard over what happened that night. Isaac is certainly living up to his name, bringing laughter into our home. I only wish it wasn't through fear and adrenaline.
(I had the same thing happen again last night. I hope it doesn't become a regular occurrence)
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