From what I've heard, most heterosexual couples delight in pregnancy because the temperature differential gets evened out for a while. This is because the man usually runs warm and the woman cold, so when the woman is pregnant and running warmer than usual, she evens out with the man.
Unfortunately, in our case, I'm the one who runs warm and Mo runs cold, so rather than neutralizing, we're just taking it to a whole new extreme.
I guess it's nice for me that I'm running warm during the "winter" rather than the summer, when I'd just be plain hot and miserable. I feel like I'm constantly on a tropical island these days, but at least it's not also tropical island temperatures outside, so instead it's more like I'm always wearing a coat and don't necessarily need one also. I just get hotter when wearing a coat.
But poor Mo is still, as always, cold, and since it's "winter" (I mean, come on, it's the Bay Area -- I know HE thinks it's freezing, but it's not), he's just, well, cold. So put us into bed together, and here's what you get (don't worry -- I'm not getting graphic here):
Mo on one side of the bed, in long underwear (yes, the whole outfit -- shirt and pants -- the old school waffle kind), under the sheet, winter blanket, and thick winter duvet.
Katie on the other side, in a little cotton short-sleeved dress that's become nightwear, under the sheet and winter blanket, sometimes putting my leg outside of the blanket.
Since we're big cuddlers, that just makes it all that much hotter for me. Whilst Mo's feet are literally like ice blocks. You've never felt skin like this (unless perhaps you're a mortician).
So he always puts the heater on at the beginning of the night to warm the room up and closes the door to the bathroom and bedroom to keep the heat in. I won't, under any circumstances, allow him to keep it on through the night these days, or I would be 100% miserable. He can be 20% miserable feeling like it's too cold, but really -- check him out. He's warm enough ... at least, after a while!
Unfortunately, in our case, I'm the one who runs warm and Mo runs cold, so rather than neutralizing, we're just taking it to a whole new extreme.
But poor Mo is still, as always, cold, and since it's "winter" (I mean, come on, it's the Bay Area -- I know HE thinks it's freezing, but it's not), he's just, well, cold. So put us into bed together, and here's what you get (don't worry -- I'm not getting graphic here):
Mo on one side of the bed, in long underwear (yes, the whole outfit -- shirt and pants -- the old school waffle kind), under the sheet, winter blanket, and thick winter duvet.
Katie on the other side, in a little cotton short-sleeved dress that's become nightwear, under the sheet and winter blanket, sometimes putting my leg outside of the blanket.
Since we're big cuddlers, that just makes it all that much hotter for me. Whilst Mo's feet are literally like ice blocks. You've never felt skin like this (unless perhaps you're a mortician).
So he always puts the heater on at the beginning of the night to warm the room up and closes the door to the bathroom and bedroom to keep the heat in. I won't, under any circumstances, allow him to keep it on through the night these days, or I would be 100% miserable. He can be 20% miserable feeling like it's too cold, but really -- check him out. He's warm enough ... at least, after a while!
