How Do You Sleep?


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A lot of sleeping goes on in books — especially romance novels. Of course, a lot of not sleeping goes on, too, but that’s a topic for another blog.

I was out of town recently, and my sister and I shared a hotel room at one point. “Which side of the bed do you take,” she asked. “I have to sleep on the window side.”

I thought about it. At home, I sleep on the side closest to the bathroom. (Too much information?) In hotels, I sleep on the side with the clock.

“The clock?” My sister was flabbergasted. “Who sleeps on the side with the clock? What difference does that make?”

Got me. All I know is, given the choice, I always pick the side by the clock and furthest from the TV (so I can read in relative peace).


I got to thinking about all the variables: twin, full, queen, king. One pillow, two, more than two. Quilt or duvet or bedspread. By the clock, bathroom, window — whatever. Night light or pitch dark? Silent or TV for company? Covers, or no covers?

And more than that — there are the positions: back, side or stomach. Early to bed or late? Read in bed or jump in and turn out the lights? Sleep alone, as a couple, with kids and/or pets? Pajamas or not? Toss and turn or sleep like a log? Dream or no dreams? Wake up with or without an alarm?

The whole concept of sleep seems incredibly complicated when I really think about it. By now, I’m wondering how we manage to sleep at all, after making all those decisions. Which might explain why I’m debating these issues at 3:30 in the morning instead of sleeping like a normal person.

So, tell me — what about you? How do you sleep?

About anyadavis

Anya Davis writes in the real world, on a slightly tilted axis. Faux angels, humans with the genes of gods . . . and wolves. Dark suspense and wickedly erotic paranormals: reality, reimagined. Anya is a member of the Ohio Valley chapter of Romance Writers of America. She is unpublished, but working hard.

8 responses »

  1. Interesting question. I’ve always, always slept on my stomach, even when pregnant. Now I wonder if that’s why I’m so flat-chested. I never gave the puppies room to grow. LOL!

    I don’t like complete darkness and actually sleep better in the day than at night. If I try to go to bed at a “decent” time, I’ll just toss and turn, sometimes getting no sleep at all.

    I have no preference for which side of the bed. Mr.Man demands the side closest to the door so he can foil any would-be intruders (or course I pointed out the intruders could come in through a window which is closest to my side of the bed, but whatever) so I just let him have it since it’s such a huge thing with him.

    I remember being young and single and thinking how wonderful it would be to go to sleep wrapped up in your man’s arms. Now I’m like “Get your frigging arm off me. I can’t sleep.” LOL!

  2. “Now I’m like “Get your frigging arm off me. I can’t sleep.”

    That is too funny! Yeah, I’m kind of the same way. Close is nice, but not suffocating.

    I’m a two-pillow side-sleeper, and I’m a baby — need a night light. Probably because I have a vivid imagination and read too many scary books!

    I’m cracking up over your flat-chested comment. Sleeping while pregnant is practically impossible, no matter what position you’re in — at least that was the case for me. Especially when those puppies are night owls who kick like quarterbacks!

  3. With my first child, I worked until the day I had her and people who worked beside me had no idea I was pregnant. I get wider before my belly starts pushing out (I could wear midriff baring shirts for the first 7 months without anyone noticing a thing).
    I got bigger with the other two but the biggest I’ve ever gotten wasn’t really that big. I weighed 149 lbs. the day I had my son and my highest non-pregnant weight is 125. With the other two, it was kind of a side-belly-twist position but not much different. My mom was jealous. She said the first thing she’d do after giving birth was roll over on her belly and sleep wonderfully. LOL!

  4. Oh, I had a friend like you. While I looked like a hybrid form of human-elephant as I carried my 10 lb. 2 oz. daughter, a good friend never even had to buy maternity clothes — the loose fitting dresses that were in fashion at the time were all she needed. Her daughter weighed almost 7 lbs., so it wasn’t that the baby was tiny. Her doctor said she carried the baby “inward.” I’d never heard of that!

  5. Yeah, my son was 7 lbs 6 oz — biggest baby born to a woman in my family. I never wore maternity clothes. My tops all fit fine. I’d just call my dad in the later months and be like “Daddy, I need to borrow some jeans” and he’d bring me some of his jeans and I’d wear them! He wasn’t a big man at all, I think they were a size 34 waist, but mens jeans just fit so much better on a pregnant body. And again, it was more of a “width” thing for me.

  6. That is too funny! The clock really? In DC you didn’t have a choice–the clock was smack dab in the middle. You were closest to the john. Oh, that’s funny! I never really thought about it, but I do sleep on my husband’s left which is on the right side of the bed when looking at it. Come to think of it, I slept on the right as well and closest to the clock at the LF event, Anya. Remember? Oh, good grief! We are creatures of habit, aren’t we?

    Ever since giving birth, I’ve had to sleep on my left side–ooh…I bet there’s a mystic link somehow in all of this.

  7. I think I’m obsessive about looking at the clock when I wake up — and if I wake up — in the night. Probably because I’m a light sleeper, except when I’m sleeping like the dead, as you said I did at National. Well, that was no surprise — it was exhausting!

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