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I am 36 years old, and I sleep with a teddy bear. I got said bear to replace a very old, very scratchy stuffed cat which I realized was actually beginning to disturb my sleep with its scratchiness. Seems I've always slept with something or someone - when I don't have a man to cuddle with, then teddy just has to do.
Is that completely absurd? Because I do. I sleep with a teddy bear.
I also sleep in the middle of my queen bed. That started after a particularly heart-wrenching break-up when I read that moving to the middle of the bed can help you feel better after you've been sleeping with someone for years. As opposed to staying on your side of the bed with that big, now-empty space next to you.
And it did, it helped.
Soldier Arcoiris is speaking my language on Livejournal:
My bed feels disgustingly empty despite the fact that I've curled up with a few safety blankets and a bear. Yes, I sleep with a teddy bear. It was a gift from a friend and it matches my safety blankets, damn you. It's strange how sleeping in a twin sized bed can seem lonely, seeing as how you barely have room to flex your knees.
Also it turns out that sleeping with a teddy bear is a very popular item on meme lists. Lauren shares on her weight loss blog, Not alone in this world:
I sleep with a teddy bear named george, sometimes hugging him, sometimes not. I got him when I was in the hospital after my car accident.
As for where in the bed you sleep, Dear Sugar's taking a poll: When Your Significant Other Is Away, Do You Sleep on the Same Side of the Bed?
When you date someone exclusively, it's inevitable that you claim one side of the bed. But when your man goes out of town, or when you sleep apart, do you stick to your assigned side? I have always been a middle-of-the-bed sleeper, but what about you? Do you stick to your side of the bed, do you linger over to his side, or do you enjoy the luxury of having the entire bed all to yourself and plop right in the middle like me when you sleep alone?
Check it out and vote to see what's the most popular answer.
So. There are apparently not an abundance of posts from women my age about sleeping with their teddy bears. Which means either a. no one in the 30s does but me or b. no one else is fool enough to admit it on the Internet. Ahem.
I will say, however, that I have a male friend who sleeps with a body pillow, which, you know, slap a couple ears, eyes and a nose on that puppy - Come on, it's *almost* a stuffed animal.
Oh! And it would appear that body pillows are also a pregnant woman thing. Slackermama posted her Lament for the Body Pillow, and commenter Liz (not me, obviously) totally named hers:
Oh man…my pillow’s name was Fred. And Kris would nudge me in the middle of the night and ask me to ask my “boyfriend” to please MOVE OVER. Man, I LOVED that pillow (evidently, as I named it Fred).
OK, I don't think my male friend named his body pillow. But it's not impossible; he's a pretty creative chap.
How about you? Sleep with anything stuffed?
Contributing editor Liz Rizzo also blogs at Everyday Goddess.
