My ex-husband used to talk in his sleep all the time. One time I remember, I was pregnant with our first child, and we lived in a weird little place that was half trailer/half built-on house. Our bedroom was part of the original trailer, and very small, with a bathroom built into the corner of the room, so being pregnant, I was up and in the bathroom a lot. One night, I'm sitting in there, and here him say, "Iris, Iris, you're going to kill me!" I said, "Why?" He said, "I just dumped a blueberry pie all over the pillowcase!" I laughed, and said, "Hey, you're dreaming, go back to sleep!" I think my having to get up so often near the end of my pregnancy just kept sort of half waking him up, and he'd get confused and start talking. A blueberry pie in bed would really have made a mess!
Another time we were living in Navy housing, and I woke up to see him standing next to the bed, patting his hands along the wall, and couldn't figure out what he could possibly be doing. I asked him. He answered, "I'm looking for the hole in the wall with fire in it!" Again, I realized he was sleeping, and told him to get back in bed, go back to sleep. He was on submarines, and all crew members had to know how to fix everything on board in case of an emergency, and I think this was during a time when he was studying some new stuff and it was affecting his dreams. He was always worried the Navy would find out he talked in his sleep and consider him a security risk.
Too funny, really!
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