Thursday, September 2, 2010

A deep sleep.

Dear Husband,

I hope you're still asleep, cuddled up with our baby. You were out l-a-t-e last night celebrating with your brother on one of his last nights of being unwed. I hope you had fun, but I really missed you. You know it's hard for me to sleep without you. So I waited. I waited much longer than I should have (considering the horrible hour I have to wake up) and I finally crashed sometime after midnight. I guessed I crashed hard. But you knew that.

So I'm sorry that I slept through your return. And I'm really sorry that you were locked out for 45 minutes because I had your keys and had locked up the house and would NOT wake up. I didn't believe you this morning when you said you really were out there for that long, ringing the door bell, calling me, and even yelling my name (which I'm sure our neighbors just loved). No, it wasn't until I noticed the six or so missed calls from you spanning an ungodly hour of the night that I realized just how deeply I must have slept.

Again, I'm sorry. Thank your for not resorting to banging on our window. You know that would have scared the you-know-what right out of me and ruined any plans I (and our daughter) had for a good night's rest. And I'm especially glad you finally broke in through the bathroom window and made it to bed. Because if I can't fall asleep with you I really like to wake up with you. Or at least next to you.

Sleep tight, my love. You need it.

4 comments:

kenny said...

For the record, I actually did bang on the window, the effort was fruitless. Also, it makes me feel real safe to know if I was an intruder breaking into our house, that they could steal everything and my wife would have still been in slumber land..........your cute for waiting up for me, I love you sleeping beauty :)

The Brady Bunch said...

LOL that is so funny! I'm glad you made it in ok Kenny

Robin said...

i love how as a mom you can sleep through ANYTHING (as loud as it gets) the moment your head hits the pillow...but wake up for the soft cry of your baby. I guess we're just wired that way...

CVParkinsons said...

Sorry Kenny, but I got a great big smile reading this post today. Your lovely wife has a way of writing that makes it so easy to envision! Thanks for sharing, Jill! p.s. I am so sorry you are tired. Hang in there!