My husband loves gaming. I have never really enjoyed it. I love to read. Its my thing. His is gaming. But he has always played games after everyone else is asleep that way he doesn’t miss spending any time with us. This is normally a great plan. But not this time.
Zoey was still a baby, so I was always exhausted. Pumping all the time on top of all the other adorable, needy stuff involved with an infant is tiring. So I was ready to go to bed as soon as I got Zoey down. Nick however wasn’t tired at all. He decided that this night he was going to bring the laptop to bed and play there so there was no risk of waking Zoey up. However, this time he also brought beer. Ok, I knew this was a horrible idea but all I wanted to do was sleep. I was that tired. I mean I went to sleep to the sounds of League of Legends fighting. It was hours later that I woke up in a puddle. I immediately thought that I had started leaking because I slept through my pumping time. But no, that wasn’t it. And why did it smell like pee?! Oh no, do not tell me that I peed the bed? No, thank God! The only other person was Nick. Seriously?! He peed in the bed. I look over and he still has the laptop in his lap…well there goes the computer. I get out of bed because I wasn’t going to lay in a pool of pee. EWW!! As I roll out of bed the beer bottle rolls my way.
Nick had fallen asleep playing his game, beer in hand. The beer bottle turned over and emptied into the bed. Oh I was livid!! My beautiful crucial sleep was interrupted by spilled beer?! So I tried to wake him up so that we can clean the bed. I’m not doing it myself, I didn’t make that mess. But I was so tired. I needed to sleep. I told him he had wet the bed and needed to get up to clean it. After several failed attempts, he rolled over into the puddle. I asked him what he was doing. He said “I pissed the bed so now I gotta sleep in it”not realizing that he had just spilled his beer. So he did and I slept on the couch.