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My daughter, Child Rum, loves to crawl into my bed in the middle of the night. I do start her off sleeping in her own room, but sometime in the wee hours of the night, she comes into our room, plops in between me & Mr. Rum and goes back to sleep.
For those who don't know, Mr. Rum is a very large man (5 feet 10 inches and 460+ pounds). Child rum is a little over 4 feet tall and 60 pounds. I'm 5'3" and 280 pounds. We have a Queen-sized bed. When Child Rum is in the middle, I'm squished to the edge of my side of the bed and I've been known to wake up with half of me on my night stand (which is right next to my bed) and half of me on the bed.
For the past 3 mornings, I've woken up with a horrendous pain in my neck and my shoulders from the way I've been sleeping lately.
That's just part of the reason I don't sleep well at night.
The second part is because of my female cat, Kyra.
A little background on Kyra: She's a short-haired orange & white female cat. She's (by my estimate) 7 years old. We got her when she was 7 months old (the estimate of the shelter we got her from). According to the little information card that was on the cage, we found out that she had been owned by a family who was living in an apartment, and the family left without taking her with them. She was in the apartment, by herself for a week or 2 before another family came to take over the apartment, and they turned the cat over to the shelter.
Kyra is what my sister calls a "needy kittty". She's always meowing to let you know she's around, and she's constantly wanting to be petted. She'll bump your leg, your arm, lick you, etc., until you give in and pet her. She does this to me when I'm getting ready for bed. She does this in the middle of the night, when Child Rum gets into our bed, and I'm rearranging the covers and then going back into the bed.
I need my sleep.
Short of leaving Child & Mr. Rum in the Queen bed and me moving to Child Rum's bed for the remainder of the night, I'm at wit's end.
For those who don't know, Mr. Rum is a very large man (5 feet 10 inches and 460+ pounds). Child rum is a little over 4 feet tall and 60 pounds. I'm 5'3" and 280 pounds. We have a Queen-sized bed. When Child Rum is in the middle, I'm squished to the edge of my side of the bed and I've been known to wake up with half of me on my night stand (which is right next to my bed) and half of me on the bed.
For the past 3 mornings, I've woken up with a horrendous pain in my neck and my shoulders from the way I've been sleeping lately.
That's just part of the reason I don't sleep well at night.
The second part is because of my female cat, Kyra.
A little background on Kyra: She's a short-haired orange & white female cat. She's (by my estimate) 7 years old. We got her when she was 7 months old (the estimate of the shelter we got her from). According to the little information card that was on the cage, we found out that she had been owned by a family who was living in an apartment, and the family left without taking her with them. She was in the apartment, by herself for a week or 2 before another family came to take over the apartment, and they turned the cat over to the shelter.
Kyra is what my sister calls a "needy kittty". She's always meowing to let you know she's around, and she's constantly wanting to be petted. She'll bump your leg, your arm, lick you, etc., until you give in and pet her. She does this to me when I'm getting ready for bed. She does this in the middle of the night, when Child Rum gets into our bed, and I'm rearranging the covers and then going back into the bed.
I need my sleep.
Short of leaving Child & Mr. Rum in the Queen bed and me moving to Child Rum's bed for the remainder of the night, I'm at wit's end.
Not enough to draw blood, but enough to get him chased out of the room 
She makes me think too. Isn't it terrible!? 
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