I was recently accused of pushing my husband's leg away in the middle of the night while he was attempting to snuggle and play footsie with me. While I am the first to admit that I cannot fall asleep in the spoon position and remain that close until daybreak, or sleep soundly with legs laying over mine, I cannot recall pushing his leg away from me.
One should not to be responsible for things one does in the dead of sleep, in the middle of the night. I imagine that the leg was cutting off circulation and the pushing away reaction was done out of sheer survival. A limb without circulation for any length of time may result in amputation. I realize that amputation is the extreme, but I am in defense mode at the moment.
I apologized for my error while assuring my husband that it was a complete accident. I reassured him that I love when he snuggles next to me in the middle of the night, to which he replied, "Yeah, right."
My poor attempt at excuses failed, and now I must grovel. Tonight we will spoon - until day break, after all, it is Valentine's Day eve.