So at 1 am I rolled onto my back and was barely awake. My husband lifted himself up by his arm next to me and started rubbing my chest with the blanket. I looked at him like, “wtf are you doing?” I look closer and notice that his eyes are still closed. Then he lays back down. He woke up a few minutes later and was looking through the blankets. I told him what happened and he said he was dreaming that our son was in the bed with us. Apparently he was wiping spit up off of our son in his sleep haha. Poor hubby can’t even get away in his sleep.