Back when Norah was in our bed frequently to nurse in the middle of the night I found myself in that state of awareness where you aren't fully awake but yet think you are. I think I typically found myself like this because I didn't want to get into a deep sleep for fear of rolling onto her or something.
During this phase I would often all of the sudden wake Matt up and rather loudly say, "Where is Norah?!" Typically the response was that she was in her crib... but I always though she had been swallowed by our blankets or most commonly fallen off our bed (which is comparable to Mt. Everest in height). I even found myself "catching" Norah roll off the bed only to discover that I was only imagining it - she was actually safely in her crib.
Obviously her rolling off the bed in the middle of the night after nursing while we were both half asleep was a big fear of mine.
Apparently the night before last I randomly did this again, even though Norah hasn't routinely found herself in our bed in the middle of the night in months. I fell asleep watching tv in bed and Matt had stayed up watching whatever we had on (I'd put money on it being reruns of The Office). He turned off the tv and went to roll over and I started grabbing at him finally getting his pant leg. It scared him a bit and I guess I muttered something about Norah falling off the bed. I had a pretty good grip on him apparently and he had to force my fist open.
I didn't remember it at all... my hand did hurt a bit the next day though haha!
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