Night Terrors

Anyone out there that has ever had the privilege of sleeping overnight in the same house as Kim knows what I am about to talk about. She is the night terror queen. I've been married to her for 8 1/2 years, and I thought I'd seen everything until this last one. Let me give you a few examples before I begin:

1. Kim and I had just moved from Provo, Utah to her parents' basement in Aurora, Colorado. I was watching t.v. one night, and she went down to bed early. When I came down a few hours later, I creaked the door open as softly as I could, but it wasn't soft enough. Kim shot out of bed so fast, it almost made me scream because I was so startled. She pulled all of the blankets off of the bed, huddled into the corner, and screamed as loud as humanly possible. Everyone in the house woke up. Her dad came running down the stairs. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Kim was screaming so loud, she started losing her voice. The closer I got to her to try and calm her down, the louder she screamed. I didn't know what to do. Her dad barged into the room, probably thinking his new son-in-law was murdering his daughter. She finally snapped out of the night terror, everyone got a good laugh, and I'm pretty sure we both had to change our underwear.

2. I believe I was playing dominoes at the dining room table with Kim's two younger sisters, Courtney and Melissa. Kim was sleeping on the couch in the t.v. room. All of a sudden, we hear Kim screaming at the top of her lungs and see her running straight toward us, blanket in tow. She stopped, turned around, huddled on the ground, pointed at the ceiling, and started screaming, "Spider! Spider!" There was no spider on the ceiling. In fact, with the hundreds of spider on the ceiling night terrors I've witnessed, there has never actually been a spider on the ceiling.

3. Kim and I had recently bought our own house in Centennial, Colorado. As I was in peaceful slumber in our very own master bedroom one night, I felt all the bedding being ripped off of the bed. I looked up just in time to hear Kim scream and then catch a glimpse of her as she bolted out of the door with the comforter, sheet, and a pillow in her death grip. I don't remember exactly what she was screaming about that time, but I do remember being uncomfortably cold waiting for her to come back with the blankets.

I could go on and on, but let me get to the point. Kim had the strangest night terror a couple of nights ago. Ever since her belly has started protruding, Kim has not been able to sleep on her back in the bed. She bought this big nest/pillow contraption that she wraps herself in and sleeps propped up on the couch. She went to bed early one night, but I wasn't tired yet, so I was quietly trying to watch some t.v. on one couch as she slept on the other. I was deeply engrossed in Sportscenter highlights when I started to hear opera singing. Loud opera singing. It scared me so bad, I dropped the remote. I picked it up, muted the t.v., turned around, and saw Kim propped up on her elbows singing opera with full vibrato. Her head was pulled all the way back like a coyote howling at the moon. I asked out loud, "Are you serious?" (She was in a deep sleep and has no recollection of the incident.) I had to wake her up to make her stop. I tried telling her that was one of the weirdest things I had ever seen in my life, but she fell right back asleep.

I need to invest in a time-lapse video camera or something so other people can enjoy these episodes as well.