The Power of a Hand

I love sleep.

I know what you're thinking...and yes, I realize that once baby comes I will no longer love sleep. Or at least no longer be able to sleep.... but until baby comes I will enjoy my nights of peaceful slumber.

I like to fall sleep in my own way, sleep my own way (on whichever side I decide that day), and with my own pillow (I usually even take it when traveling). And, for 28 years I enjoyed that sleep... It was wonderful and perfect and lovely. Then, I got married.

And found out that Lane snores. [sometimes]

[Not every night...but most nights. Not ridiculously loud...but loud enough to disturb my slumber.]

I knew within that first week that I HAD to find a solution. I wasn't going to wear ear plugs (I was afraid I wouldn't hear my alarm), and being the sweet newly-married wife, I wasn't going to hit and push and wake him up.

I prayed. and prayed. and prayed. I just knew that God was going to answer my prayer of making Lane a non-snorer. But, it didn't happen...


After enduring several weeks of annoyance, and being the problem solving person I am, I went and got him some Breathe Right strips. [and they worked!!!] For the first time since saying "I do" I had a perfect, uninterrupted sweet sleep! It was perfect...for a few months...until his snoring broke through the strips and pierced my ears (ok, ok, I exaggerate).

I was back to the drawing board...there had to be SOMETHING that would stop his snoring...SOMETHING that would allow me to finally sleep as great as I did before marriage (I know, it's all about me, right? lol). Then one night, in the middle of listening to him create a music melody with his nose, I reached out and put my hand on his back...

And, within seconds, the snoring STOPPED!!!

The next morning I asked Lane if he felt me put my hand on his back and he said no, so I knew we might've found a winner in the snoring fiasco. I tried it again the next night...and like before, as soon as my hand rested on his back, the snoring STOPPED!! Praise Jesus above! I was shouting and screaming (in my head of course...didn't want to wake up the sleeping prince) to God for stopping the snoring so I could rest!

All that to say, there is a beautiful sweet power that exists in the palm of my hand, and in which when placed upon his snoring back, God grants my plea and my wonderful husband quiets, and our room returns to a solace for the remainder of my nights rest. :)

[that is, until November, when babyMc makes his/her debut] ;)