Crushing people, pets underneath my weight
Friday, April 23, 2010
33 weeks, 5 days pregnant
In the middle of the night, we woke up to Little Dog snorting and gasping in the bed with us. She had never done that before, so we bolted upright and soothed her until she stopped.
DARLING HUSBAND: I wonder what happened to her? That’s weird.
ME: Uh …
DARLING HUSBAND: What?
ME: Well, I was dreaming that I was sleeping on top of her, and she couldn’t breathe. And then suddenly I was awake, and she was gasping. So I think I may have crushed her for real.
DARLING HUSBAND: …
ME: Sorry, Little Dog.