February 16, 2008

Who's the Boss?

No, I'm not talking about Tony Danza. I'm talking about me. Or Puddy, shall I say. I'm going to have to buck up here. I have a dog who likes to hog the bed. When I say hog the bed, I really mean HOG THE BED.

Usually he starts out the night snuggled up against me in a little ball. In a couple of hours, he's morphed into this huge entity that is spread out longwise at the head of the bed with his butt in my face. And what do I do? I scoot over. Yes, I scoot over as to not to disturb the dog. Wouldn't want to do THAT, right?

I could live with that if my stomach wasn't getting bigger and if I slept better. But that's really not the case now. Last night was horrible. I had the usual wake-up-every-two-hours-to-pee, but now it's a little bit harder to breathe. It's hard for me to take deep breaths most of the time. (The doc says this is all normal...Well, the breathing thing is normal, the dog things isn't!). Plus, my nose is always running during the day, and stops up at night, making it extra harder to breath.

So there I was last night, an expanding, peeing, non-breathing, stuffed up thing in the bed, who was pushed all the way to the edge of the bed because of a little 15 pound cute ball of fluff. Did I wake him up and get him to move? No. But I wanted to.

Here's the REALLY sad thing. Had that been a man in my bed acting the same way, I wouldn't have woken him up either. I would have skipped that part and just physically pushed him out of the way while yelling at him to get the hell out of the bed. I probably would have called him an idiot, too. All the while screaming, "I can't breathe with you here!!"

Treat my dog like that? No way. :)

Ah...but all kidding aside, I'm gonna have to lay down some rules with the Pudster. I need to be able to get some sleep if I'm gonna make it thru this, so I guess I'm gonna have to start being Mean Mommy and politely ask him to move over. Then I'll give him some extra treats. :)

I have to close tonight, so I'm going to go back to bed until I have to get up. I have a feeling it's going to be an "uncomfortable" day for me. I also experienced bad heartburn last night for the first time since I've been pregnant. I always had that reflux thing, but when I lost all of that weight it went away. Last night was the first time I had to take a Rolaid since I can remember.

Okay...back to bed....

1 comment:

malaprop4 said...

Puddy is going to have to get used to new rules, that's all. He'll adjust. Of course, keep in mind, I'm saying this. Me - the girl whose dogs do whatever the hell they want. Rory usually growls at me when I ask her to move in the middle of the night. So I don't really know what I'm talking about.