tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110052640237660954.post783949945466080033..comments2024-03-19T10:13:56.342-05:00Comments on Walking with Dancers: Being a Mom is IntenseLydiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14834453573285443355noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6110052640237660954.post-63234146530772826522013-03-25T22:57:24.970-05:002013-03-25T22:57:24.970-05:00I started laughing when I got to the part about th...I started laughing when I got to the part about the "epic movie war cry," and when I explained why to my husband, he reminded me of our own early morning incident back when we lived in our first apartment. I was halfway between asleep and awake when he rolled over, and his hair brushed my bare shoulder. My dream-addled brain became convinced I was being attacked BY BATS. I woke us both up screaming bloody murder! Despite having no idea what was going on, he said something completely reassuring before falling back asleep. We got a good laugh revisiting this experience from our early married days.<br /><br />I'm glad things turned out relatively well for all of you--minus the bruises and whiplash. :-< Frau Doktor Doctorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00756474069436195020noreply@blogger.com