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I don't cuddle with it really, but ya know what, some days are just so full of crap that it's nice to hold something that reminds you that someone cares.
One of my coworkers freely admits that she snuggles with her stuffed animals. My mind immediately conjured up an image of her bed covered with them.
It's a three-way.
Although nothing turns me off more than baby talk, so maybe I'm being a hypocrite here.
I do also sleep with a pair of cute furry animals who are stuffed with Temptations Treats for Cats, but they're really more like children than children's toys.
1) You people need to come out of the stuffed-animal closet and disclose to people you date/fuck/marry that you sleep with a stuffed animal. Only once you do that will society accept you. In the meantime, though, society will hate you. Buck up!
2) I don't have a problem if my girlfriend sleeps with a stuffed animal, as long as she doesn't do it when I'm around. I know she has needs, but I really don't want to know anything about them. I am an awesome, accepting boyfriend.
3) It's theoretically possible that I could become okay with my girlfriend sleeping with stuffed animals as long as she makes me feel like she is imagining the stuffed animal is me. The main problem I have with the stuffed animal is that I feel like I can never compete with how fuzzy and cute and plush it is. But as long as she makes me think the stuffed animal is a surrogate for me, instead of the other way around, then I'm okay with it. But no lying.
See how much I've learned?
Toys? Well, of course we have toys, but they're more of the grown up "where did you put the batteries" kind than the soft and fluffy kind, and we rarely actually sleep while using them.
mmmmmm.....Mrs Claypatch......
i admit to sleeping with a large stuffed bunny until i was about 21. we didn't have a special relationship or anything, he was just so skooshy and just the right size for draping an arm over. it could have been anything, really.
then i got a living, breathing pet and a living, breathing boyfriend and the bunny ended up on the dresser, and then in a box, and now sits at the foot of my daughter's bed.
on in our bedrooms...
I just don't find them that comforting. Pillows are bigger and better.
I love him.
However, it took a long time for me to realize I still did it in my sleep during periods of high stress. I finally put it together when I woke up with a clammy thumb and a sore indentation that- gasp!- matched my lower front teeth.
I was in high school then. I even tried to do it consciously to see why I might still do it, but it was weird and totally uncomfortable. But it worked unconsciously, I guess, because I'd realize I did it occasionally through college.
Haven't noticed any evidence of it in a LONG time, so maybe I've just learned to handle stress better.
I haven't seen that episode, but stuffed animals should be kept from very young babies. It's way too easy for a baby to get smothered by one, but they can also get accidentally smothered by pillows. Hospitals haven't banned those yet.
Though I think the general question at hand here is whether an individual requires something to cuddle with. Be it stuffed, animal-shaped, or warmth-producing. On occasion I'll catch myself hugging a pillow to sleep, and can note that a large portion of friends get to sleep easier with a live animal nearby... be it human or otherwise.
But yeah, I sleep with a stuffed animal because it is incredibly comforting to hold something, especially when I'm stressed, upset or separated from my boyfriend and cuddling him (LDR :/). I also just think stuffed animals are cute and I like collecting and making unusual ones.
At least I'm a cute 20yo girl, so it's almost acceptable.
Never tried washing him. (As Calvin used to say, "*")
j/k
Guess I don't see what the hubbub is about. /shrug
What's funny is that I'm reading Slog to wake up, so I'm still holding him. When I read the title of this post, I thought, "How did you know? Are you watching me or something?" Which I guess goes to show how sleepy I am.
My frog is also the perfect size for long trips, since I'm short. He ends up being the perfect height to lay my head on when I'm in the car or on a plane. And, no, I'm not ashamed. What's the big deal, really? It's no one's business but mine, aside from this post. And my boyfriend doesn't mind, so meh.
Still, wanted to show that my vote was legitimate. I know I'm not the only college student who.sleeps with stuffed animals...
But for those who still do that, it does make a difference who's doing it.
A cute, petite 19 year old girl?
vs.
A hairy arsed 40 year old grown man.