DARTH MOMMY!

I love my wife. I really do.

But with this huge belly she has, and her asthma that came back with the pregnancy, her sleeping habits are strange.

She's really, really hot while she sleeps, and doesn't need anything but a topsheet. But here's the kicker.

She breaths really hard while she sleeps. Almost like Darth Vader. And I'm a light sleeper anyhow. So when I'm laying in bed, my head spinning a ba-jillion miles an hour, trying to fall asleep, I have to stay as far away from her as possible, since she's so warm... and she's not quite snoring, but she's pretty loud.

Now, sometimes she does this sort of snore thing, where her vocal cords work while she exhales during sleep. It sounds like "Hunnnnnn" with each exhale. It's really quite cute if you're not trying to sleep next to her.

I think I've hit the couch at least twice, maybe three times. It's just easier.

Maybe it's God's way of preparing me for nights of uncomfortable sleep habits.