tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post3074946702816777588..comments2023-10-30T05:55:55.898-07:00Comments on Motherhood: A Descent Into Madness: A Little Terror In The NightMotherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-46106426339638215632013-04-30T16:18:26.083-07:002013-04-30T16:18:26.083-07:00I too have the hands and feet must stay on the bed...I too have the hands and feet must stay on the bed issue... Another one is that I battle with myself about turning on the toilet night when I pee. I tell myself that if I turn it on, my eyes will adjust to the light and I will lose my night-vision, so it will be worse going back down the hall way... but I still turn the freakin' thing on. Can't stand the idea of peeing in the dark!!MummyDaddyLyssieLaurenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03391955591594901318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-10328648466975473972012-10-19T10:49:40.043-07:002012-10-19T10:49:40.043-07:00HAHA! That's funny! One of my good friends is ...HAHA! That's funny! One of my good friends is terrified of clowns. I don't mind them, but I can see how they freak people out!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-73977422774788186242012-10-19T10:25:15.943-07:002012-10-19T10:25:15.943-07:00I am not necessarily scared of monsters under the ...I am not necessarily scared of monsters under the bed, but I do assume every clown I see is a serial killer. If I woke up and saw one standing...I can't even finish this sentence without breaking into a sweat. In any case, I do have the creepy 4 year old that does the "stare at mommy till she wakes up and tries to swallow her tongue to keep from cussing at me" night visit. If she ever does that as a clown, she won't survive. Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13786649549197645509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-9249205551845150882012-10-19T04:55:52.678-07:002012-10-19T04:55:52.678-07:00For me when I was a kid, it was the closet. Mine ...For me when I was a kid, it was the closet. Mine never had a door, it was awful. Also, that was one of the places my dad favored for scaring us from. b.frog juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15430904581002731235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-49020112208219785132012-10-18T20:10:42.084-07:002012-10-18T20:10:42.084-07:00I have not heard that legend! Sounds creepy... I have not heard that legend! Sounds creepy... Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-53744519892771408522012-10-18T20:10:04.654-07:002012-10-18T20:10:04.654-07:00Yes, you CANNOT block your line of sight to the re...Yes, you CANNOT block your line of sight to the rest of the room AND ESPECIALLY THE DOOR.<br />You should definitely write a post about what your dad did to scare you! It'll be cathartic, if nothing else! ;-)Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-88520215761670848962012-10-18T19:30:12.688-07:002012-10-18T19:30:12.688-07:00Nearly peed my pants reading this!!! Too funny! ...Nearly peed my pants reading this!!! Too funny! I still need a blanket on me to sleep, even with hubby in the bed beside me...and I always think of the urban legend about the lady who slept with her hand dangling down over the edge of the bed, and then the dog would lick her hand. Only one morning she goes downstairs and finds that something or some one got her dog....so who/what licked her hand that night?? Creepy. Heard that story when I was little and it has always stuck with me...Lindsayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11845430112216586215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-60606809653437308902012-10-18T18:31:40.221-07:002012-10-18T18:31:40.221-07:00I totally do this, too!I totally do this, too!b.frog juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15430904581002731235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-61400485107224875392012-10-18T18:31:19.400-07:002012-10-18T18:31:19.400-07:00Two things:
1) I TOTALLY identify with being terr...Two things:<br />1) I TOTALLY identify with being terrified about the edge of the bed. In fact, I would say up until I had a college roommate, I slept with the blanket (couldn't be just a sheet) pulled up around my my whole head so only my eyes and nose stuck out (I had to be able to breathe and see what was in the room).<br />2) I was a really bad sleeper when I was a little kid. Sometimes I would get up in the middle of the night and stand next to my parents' bed, and just stare at my mom, because I was afraid to wake her up. Inevitably she was always woke up (who doesn't when someone is STARING at them all Children-of-the-Corn style as they sleep) and inevitably I always scared the shit out of her.<br />Now I think I have to go write a post about this, and the things my dad did to scare us when we were little kids...things he thought were funny, but things that I'm pretty sure have made me semi-scared of the dark to this day. Issues, we've all got 'em.b.frog juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15430904581002731235noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-72138079494968065822012-10-18T09:00:05.195-07:002012-10-18T09:00:05.195-07:00I watch my back, too, going down the hall!! Ha, lo...I watch my back, too, going down the hall!! Ha, love that I'm not the only adult who does that still!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-1964922126786395992012-10-17T23:04:10.787-07:002012-10-17T23:04:10.787-07:00Oh my God... this post is great. LOVED every part ...Oh my God... this post is great. LOVED every part and I think we all can relate. I don't let any body part hang off my bed for the same reasons. Also, am I the only one who still ahem, runs down the hall at night when turning lights off? Damn childhood fears. Ashbowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02023916597336154585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-68587284683540627562012-10-17T18:02:31.369-07:002012-10-17T18:02:31.369-07:00Well, yeah. But for the nighttime bathroom trips, ...Well, yeah. But for the nighttime bathroom trips, jump OFF the bed AND back ON.Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-50087407233716151552012-10-17T17:53:08.267-07:002012-10-17T17:53:08.267-07:00No not if it's light outside. That's the r...No not if it's light outside. That's the rule.<br /><br />Silly. Lolkyleenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-91797950786044817152012-10-17T14:57:21.026-07:002012-10-17T14:57:21.026-07:00I wonder where we all get it from?! It's almos...I wonder where we all get it from?! It's almost like it's instinctive! ;-) Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-60973042574011868002012-10-17T14:55:44.197-07:002012-10-17T14:55:44.197-07:00That's funny, Shoshannah! A spider dropped dow...That's funny, Shoshannah! A spider dropped down on my head while in bed a couple of weeks ago. It was NOT okay for that to happen. I get your spider fear!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-77365283303379224662012-10-17T14:50:01.787-07:002012-10-17T14:50:01.787-07:00Oh my gosh, Paulette! I definitely know how terrif...Oh my gosh, Paulette! I definitely know how terrifying that must have been!<br /><br />I'm glad you like my blog, yay! Thanks for reading!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-13604632170295606202012-10-17T14:47:58.055-07:002012-10-17T14:47:58.055-07:00Yes, I'm finding out we're definitely not ...Yes, I'm finding out we're definitely not alone in having this fear!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-66852838647961964502012-10-17T13:42:49.467-07:002012-10-17T13:42:49.467-07:00Lol, super funny! I also can't let a single li...Lol, super funny! I also can't let a single limb off the bed for fear of being dragged to hell. who knew so many woman shared the same fear!Running Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15527797706403953395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-72691268456493422932012-10-17T11:50:11.954-07:002012-10-17T11:50:11.954-07:00This was a much needed laugh for me. I do not have...This was a much needed laugh for me. I do not have these same fears. I have never been afraid of the dark etc. I cannot sleep with socks on or a tucked in sheet as I feel trapped. My Kids are the same way. I do prefer the closet be closed and that there be complete darkness which makes for interesting multiple trips to the bathroom at night since I have four dogs that spread themselves protectively around the bed at night and I always trip on at least 2 of them as they haven't figures it out apparently that pregnant women have to pee all the time. My irrational fears are spiders, being trapped, heights. And crazy things happening to my kids (abduction, rape, getting hit by a car, getting a rare disease etc.)you know those things you can't necessarily control.<br />Now my big strong husband (the tough guy who grew up on the streets and survived 10 years of prison) he is afraid of monsters. Last year we went to the Deaf School's Haunted House in Salem. My husband 14 yo son and I. My daughter was a month old and stayed home with Grammy. It was loud, crowded and campy. My husband the big strong protector was in front, my son the over reactive one was in back. They were going to "protect" me. HAHAHAHAHA! At one point my son had my arm twisted behind my back using me as a shield (he's 7 inches taller than me!) while my husband lets out the girliest scream ahem "manly battle cry", and dove towards the wall. I nearly got a broken hand and a dislocated shoulder but it was worth it to laugh at them. A lot of it was predictable to me and I knew where things were (I grew up in the country in the dark with animals, and spent many late late nights out in the woods. You learn). That said if it felt like something was crawling on my bare foot at night we would have a reaction of epic proportions!<br />Love your Blog!!!Shoshannahnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-66592552667248311972012-10-17T10:41:38.109-07:002012-10-17T10:41:38.109-07:00I cannot stop laughing! I've had this exact t...I cannot stop laughing! I've had this exact thing happen to me. My 3 year old son has no idea how lucky he is to be alive right now. LOL<br />Love your blog! Hysterical!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02834830195569671332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-86039888663048302142012-10-17T10:40:53.822-07:002012-10-17T10:40:53.822-07:00This is so stinkin' funny! Lack of covers nev...This is so stinkin' funny! Lack of covers never bothered me, but I never have and never will let any body part hang over the side of the bed. I had no idea so many people had this same fear. Hysterical! I'm going to have to ask my husband tonight if he has this irrational fear, too. And if my son would have done that to me, he would have been kicked in the face. Unintentionally, of course.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17209807996463889703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-47314790552593152792012-10-17T08:42:20.902-07:002012-10-17T08:42:20.902-07:00They'll find something, I'm sure! That'...They'll find something, I'm sure! That's funny about the shower! My shower one is: "Is that an errant trail of water or a SPIDER CRAWLING DOWN MY BACK?!?"Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-9240686342417823262012-10-17T08:39:40.828-07:002012-10-17T08:39:40.828-07:00That was exactly what I did as a kid. AND I also j...That was exactly what I did as a kid. AND I also jumped about 3 feet away OFF the bed. They can still get you when you leave the bed, too!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-38881100246293890042012-10-17T08:38:17.921-07:002012-10-17T08:38:17.921-07:00OH MY GOD! That damn kitten! Had that been me, it ...OH MY GOD! That damn kitten! Had that been me, it would have been the only time in my life I would have wanted to throw a kitten across the room. But I'm glad it wasn't a real wet and furry monster. ;-)Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-405937624063727621.post-49035348265968742992012-10-17T08:35:47.871-07:002012-10-17T08:35:47.871-07:00Absolutely, Amanda!Absolutely, Amanda!Motherhood: A Descent Into Madnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11536244695350565096noreply@blogger.com