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Before marriage I assumed my husband and I would cuddle each night and wake blissfully in each other's arms each morning. Because, you know, why else would you get married?
I have since learned many times over that cuddle sleeping is miserable. The other night Aaron fell asleep snuggling with me and I was feeling kind of neglected so I decided to just roll with it. Several hours later I peeled my aching body away and limp-crawled to my side of the bed. We both felt awful the next day.
Over the course of our marriage we have spent two separate nights in hotels that came with a pair of queen beds, including our trip to Utah a couple months ago.
Best. nights. sleep. ever.
I'm kind of considering separate beds for our room. Would that be weird?
PS Did you read the comments from yesterday's post? Fascinating stuff, I tell you!