Sentences with phrase «sleep in your bed when»

My children, ages 10 and 12 yrs old, will sleep in my bed when they are sick or we are having a bad storm.

Once, in response to my whining about my toddler and preschooler both needing me to be with them to fall asleep, one of my fellow co-sleeping friends said sarcastically, «It's not as if they will still be sleeping in your bed when they go off to college.»

It was love at first night and I've now slept in the hammock for about 12 of the last 13 months and I've only slept in a bed when traveling for the other month during that time.

He may sleep in the bed when I am in a bedroom but as soon as I walk around my apartment, he will only lay in areas where he blocks the pathway, so constantly have to tell him to move.

2) Sleeping Buddy: Most cats love to sleep in your bed when you are sleeping too.

These larger foundations are coupled nicely with the small pieces of charm that Square have put into the game, such as race specific emotes and the fact that you can sleep in your bed when you log out and then you log back in you get up off your mattress complete with rest xp.

Not exact matches

When we pursue real understanding, we can progress beyond knowledge about an issue like child hunger or poverty to being moved to address the core issues that result in so many children not having a home or bed or even a toy to call their own, who wake up or go to sleep hungry, insecure or fearing for their own safety.

It detailed when I got into bed, actually went to sleep, my average heart rate, what type of sleep (light, REM, deep) I had gotten throughout the night, how long I slept, and how long it took me to get out of bed in the morning.

(When you find yourself making comparisons between your work spouse and the spouse who sleeps in your bed, it's never a good sign.)

When I'm in a meeting, watching a film, or laying in bed before I go to sleep, I always visualize making those plays.

When you go to bed, before you settle in, take a few minutes to read one story and go to sleep feeling good about the world.

But, in my experience, sometimes the best way to keep communication healthy and open is to go to bed angry and then talk about it the next morning when you've had enough sleep to know that leaving the milk out in the car probably wasn't a veiled act of aggression meant to symbolize every problem in the relationship, but rather just the sort of mistake anyone would make while distracted by a fascinating story on NPR.

15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sworIn a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sworin a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, while they slumber on their beds, 16 then he opens the ears of men and terrifies them with warnings, 17 that he may turn man aside from his deed and conceal pride from a man; 18 he keeps back his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sword.

She sings, «You forfeit your place in my heart, / You forfeit your place in our bed, / You'll sleep in your office instead, / With only the memories of when you were mine.»

I was in the bedroom by myself, laying on the bed trying to go to sleep when I felt a strong pressure on the side of my body.

i've never seen her head spin, but i'm sure it does in the dark at the foot of our bed when we are sleeping.

STONER»S PRAYER Now I pass out into sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Grant no other stoner take My weed and bong before I wake Keep me safely in thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin thy sight And grant no crackhead's thrill tonight And in the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin the morning let me awake Breathing scents of wake «n bake God protect me in my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymoin my dreams and make this better than it seems Grant the time may siwftly fly When myself shall be so high In a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - AnonymoIn a green grass weed bed Where I long to rest my head Far away from all these scenes And the smell of bammer smoked by beans Take me back into the land Where the cops never take you out Where the weed won't burn my throat like sand; Where the scent of chronis blows Where the good Mary Jane grows; Take me back and I'll promise then Never to leave BC again... - Anonymous

I was dozing off to sleep last night in my bed when this image popped...

When I was coming back to our bedroom I saw myself sleeping in my bed before my astral body entered my material body.

Children would be made to sleep in soiled sheets for two or three nights as a punishment for bed - wetting, she said, and when they went on an annual holiday to Ayrshire, they would end up badly burnt and blistered from the sun.

And I also know that by 2:42 a.m. when all has been restored and babies are sleeping again and the window is cracked open for a bit of fresh air, when we are back in our bed and quietly groaning at how over-the-puking-thing we both are by now, it's then, when he reaches out for me and moves the hair back off my neck before resting his calloused hands on the baby still growing within me, when the baby rolls up against his palm, and he whispers, «hey, you» quietly, it's in that moment that I think the love we make or find or reimagine at the unexpected moments is still the sweetest.

He volunteered to sleep in Muhammad's bed so the assassins would think that Muhammad was there and when they attacked Ali would be killed and Muhammad would have time to reach Medina.

The parables disclose with what pleasure and tolerance he surveyed the broad scene of human activity: the merchant seeking pearls; the farmer sowing his fields; the real - estate man trying to buy a piece of land in which he had secret reason to believe a treasure lay buried; the dishonest secretary, who had been given notice, making friends against the evil day among his employer's debtors by reducing their obligations; the five young women sleeping with lamps burning while the bridegroom tarried and unable to attend the marriage because their sisters who had had foresight enough to bring additional oil refused to lend them any; the rich man whose guests for dinner all made excuses; the man comfortably in bed with his children who gets up at midnight to help his importunate neighbor only because he despairs of getting rid of him otherwise; the king who is out to capture a city; the man who built his house upon the sand and lost it in the first storm of wind and rain; the queer employer who pays all of his men the same wage whether they have worked the whole day or a single hour; the great lord who going to a distant land entrusts his property to his three servants and judges them by the success of their investments when he returns; the shepherd whose sheep falls into a ditch; the woman with ten pieces of silver who, losing one, lights the candle and sweeps diligently till she finds it, and makes the finding of it the occasion of a celebration in which all of her neighbors are invited to share — and how long such a list might be!

That bed you sleep in with your wife when she's menstruating?

Later in the afternoon, when nap time rolls around, your daughter will ask to sleep on your side of the bed.

In dreams, in visions of the night, when deepest sleep falls upon men, while they sleep on their beds, God makes them listen, and his correction strikes them with terroIn dreams, in visions of the night, when deepest sleep falls upon men, while they sleep on their beds, God makes them listen, and his correction strikes them with terroin visions of the night, when deepest sleep falls upon men, while they sleep on their beds, God makes them listen, and his correction strikes them with terror.

In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction, That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from maIn a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction, That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from main a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed; Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction, That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from main slumberings upon the bed; Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction, That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from man.

I was dozing off to sleep last night in my bed when this image popped into my mind, and the song.

I was also beaten by random girls for no reason, put into a dumpster, tied up in an abandoned rv by some sick teens who thought that was funny, almost raped by a man while walking down the street at the age of 17 but because I screamed he only made me jack him off (at knife point), almost raped at a friend of a friend's house when we just dropped in for a minute, was impovershed growing up, even to the point where we didn't have power in the middle of winter, had to sleep all in the same bed to stay warm and used our pantry as a refrigerator, lived (and I mean LIVED) with roaches for years no matter where we moved to, was a child during the time when we had our own civil rights movement here and went through a few horrible experiences at the time.

This breakfast is perfect for fueling your day because you truly need a big bowl of nourishment to keep your brain on track... or for me, I need it just to make sure I can get from rolling out of bed to that time in the mid-afternoon when I get to either take a shower or do a little yoga on my matt (ie baby is sleeping and not demanding the boob).

The nearly 300 Straus organic dairy cows (Jersey, Holstein, and Jersey - Holstein cross breeds), roam 500 acres of pasture during the day and, when night falls, they sleep on cow mats with natural bedding in an open barn.

Primarily the things I love most about spring include sleeping with the windows cracked so I wake up to fresh air, being able to run in the morning before work (because there was no way I was crawling out of bed when is was 20 degrees at 6:30 am), Sunday bike rides and picnics in the park with the hubby, the hope of being able to wear sandals, and watching the world come alive again!

The worst is when I have an idea when I'm in bed about to go to sleep... and then I jump out to write it down:)

I wanted to ask him if he was the first person who was ever be late for something, mostly because he is 20 years old, and in the same situation at his age most people are sleeping in beds without box springs, destroying microwaves by accidentally leaving forks in them while heating water for ramen, and discovering that things in your house stop working when you don't send strangers in businesses money in the form of checks.

We held Layla for hours when she would not sleep, carried her in a baby carrier until she did, co-slept with her until she, not us, refused to sleep in the same bed.

Apparently when they were going to sleep, Nora asked if she could sleep in Melissa's bed with her.

Constant fear of going to bed as a child, (afraid of those images that appear in the mind when the lights go out), deep anxiety as a teenager, no sleep on the last two years of highschool because of horrific nightly nightmares, ocasional panic attacks as an adult with constant stress, and finally, unconcious, uncontrolable grinding of teeth when daytime life seems less stressful.

Years ago when Carter was a baby, we didn't dare let people know he slept in our bed as it was so «frowned» upon.

We both slept for a couple more hours, and when we woke up and he saw me lying there, his eyes grew wide, and his grin spread wider — he was in bed with Mama!

when hubby comes in we make time for intimacy before we go to bed and because my LO went to sleep peacefully and trusts we are there for him, when he wakes up n the middle of the night unless sick, he gets himself back to sleep.

Outside of a night shift on the feeding, you might try sleeping in another room, taking a nap on your lunch break, or going to bed early when possible.

Even when I was expecting they would sleep in the bed by my head (not any more — can not risk the germs or cat hairs getting everywhere, cats lick their butts remember?).

If you hang in there you will be rewarded with an independent, self - assured little one year old who will be chatting it up with everybody and laughthe day through and who will when you say, its sleepy sleepy time, go to his / her bed without too much fuss because he / she trusts you because he / she remembers (not consciously but yes remembers) that you were always there for her at night and you nursed her to sleep (your wife that is) and you always come.

my baby fell off the bed one time while i was there on the bed with her, since that day i never put her on my bed ever again accident can happens anytime but if it'll happen more than ones or twice it'll be hard to consider it as an accident anymore sorry but this is one of the reasons why co sleeping with an infant is not advisable maybe wait tell the baby gets older for co-sleeping but for now sounds like you need to put your baby in a safe place for him to sleep in, please do not wait until something bad happens to your baby before you do something in my own opinion letting baby fall off the bed 5 times is not acceptable, my baby fell off the bed when she was 7 months that was 5 months ago and until now i still feel guilty about it.

For all the nights that Carter wouldn't sleep unless we were holding hands, even as a 6 month old, or in times when he was teething or sick so he wanted to be cuddled up with me, I had this bed rail to save him from rolling off the bed.

Picking him up when he cried — along with rocking him to sleep and putting him in my bed at night — just felt right, so I kept doing it, without giving it too much thought or analysis.

Putting your baby to bed when they show natural signs of tiredness is the best way to enable your baby to sleep for a decent stretch of time and the most soundly and going to bed too late can result in your restless little one waking too early.

most the time since she was a year old she sleeps in her crib after she is already asleep and when she wakes up she comes in the bed with my husband and me.

My daughter is 3, still sleeps in bed with us when she wants, and I have a 9 months old son, who knows his crib, will sleep in it but once he wakes up, is in bed with us.

Then you can move her over to her bed when she is in deep sleep and still keep a hand close to her to make her feel safe.