Gary and I are losing our minds. I am guessing its natural when you bring 2 precious things into this world to be constantly worried about them but this is just insane!! The other day Gary was taking a nap on the couch and jumped up clenching his pillow with a confussed dazed look on his face. I asked him what was wrong and he started patting down the pillow case with the same stunned look, after patting it down he stuck his hands in it and started feeling all around?? I was intrigued at what the hell he was doing and he finally seemed to come around and looked at me like I was insane for looking at him like he was insane and then looked at the pillow and finally told me he thought the baby was in the pillow case and that he swore it had a heartbeat? Obviously I was laughing hysterically at him and we chalked it up to sleep deprevation. But for 2 days I busted his ass about it and told everyone I could about it.
Well a few nights later I woke up to what looked like Gary tearing the blankets off the bed and patting it down like he was looking for something......I jumped up and screamed "Gary!!!!!" He looked at me like I was a lunatic for screaming on the top of my lungs with the babies sleeping just feet away. Then I yelled "where are the babies??" and he said "in their bassinettes, stop yelling, your going to wake them up". I then realized at that point I thought he was pulling the blankets off because he fell asleep with one of the girls and lost them in the blankets?? In reality he got up at 4 in the morning to let the dogs out and Tess came back after playing in the snow and jumped on his side of the bed, Gary came in and she wouldn't get out of the bed so he picked her up and put her in her bed and started trying to wipe the wet off his side of the sheets! Lol. He couldn't stop laughing after I told him what I thought was happening. Just goes to show you what lack of sleep and worrying about babies non stop will do to you! It makes you looney!!!