Apropo of nothing, but a funny pregnant, middle of the night story: I suffer from a variety of parasomnias, including night terrors and sleep paralysis. When I was pregnant with my daughter, and falling asleep at 8 every night, one night I went to bed, suffered both a night terror and sleep paralysis, but managed a gurgling scream like sound that echoed down to the first floor of our apartment. Our burly tabby cat Basil came racing up the stairs to save me from whatever was attacking me, sat up next to the bed to check out the scene, and seeing nothing, gave me a look of such exasperation and disgust! My husband came stumbling up the stairs moments later to save me, and seeing the cat they -I am not even joking- shared a look of amused tolerance that I still remember to this day. As if to say: “Oy! Pregnant ladies, what can you do?” I, meanwhile, couldn’t move, but was aware of everything. Such joy, this whole reproducing thing, such joy.
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