Oh my God you have a child???? :yikes: :laughing:

I don't sleepwalk, but I used to have really vivid, intense dreams when I was on Prozac for a bit. Not nightmares, but everything in the dream felt more real than a typical dream. I don't move a lot in my sleep and I don't talk in my sleep though.

My boyfriend basically fights with the bed every night. He moves so much and sprawls out like crazy. I'm surprised he hasn't fallen out and broken his arm or something, or even managed to push me out of the bed. He also talks a bit in his sleep but mostly in Serbian so I have really no idea what he is saying.

at first i thought this was the name for a journal

I heard a noise one night in the hallway and found my daughter (she was about 6 at the time) staring up at the wall. Normally when she wakes up she will run down the hallway because the dark scares the **** out of her. I asked her what she was doing and she said she was looking at blacky. Apparently there was some mysterious shadow figure called Blacky that featured in her dreams for a while. I put her back in bed and she went straight to sleep. Anyway in the morning she had no recollection so I'm pretty sure she was sleep walking.

Yep. I talk to my dear little sleeptalker and he talks back. it's hilarious.

Lol, obviously not! :p:

I know. Just havin' fun with ya, girl! :) I'm sure you'd make an amazing mother though. Disclaimer: this is not an offer. Well, maybe it is. No, it definitely is not. At all. Definitely. Maybe. :shycouch:

Aww thank you. I'm not sure if I am mother material or not but maybe I will be when I'm a bit older. :love:

Sleep Sex.

Woah...

I sleepwalk. Probably considered chronic, since I've done it since childhood and it happens every few months or so.

One of my weirder in the past few years involved going to the pantry, removing all of the cans, and stacking them in a pyramid.

I also had a spell where I kept getting the bible out of the bookcase (I'm not religious) in my sleep, and waking up with it in my bed. My grandmother moved it to prevent this, and I woke up to find all of my books thrown on the floor.

When I was a kid, one of the things I did was sleepwalk to the refrigerator, open it, and stick my head in it until I went to sleep.

Waking up all cramped with your head in a refrigerator is disorienting.

Edit: and by "went to sleep" in the refrigerator story, I mean stopped sleepwalking for the evening.