So last night was the first night Malcolm was gone and I had an very interesting experience. Michaela took a little while to go down as usual...we have been having a time getting her to go to sleep. She will get out of bed and start playing or talking to herself etc. The past few days I have been trying hard to keep her actually 'in bed'. After about 9:15 I finally didn't hear her anymore so assumed she was asleep, though who knows. For those of you wives who have slept alone you may have similar experiences as me, but I always tend to be a little more 'jumpy' and hear things as night as I don't have my strong hubby there next to me.
Anyway, last night after I had been sleeping awhile I awake to have the feeling that I heard something...someone in the other end of the apartment (not Michaela's room, it seemed farther away). So I freeze up, straining to hear something, then it comes again. Something is rustling, shuffling or something. Immediately thoughts begin to race... 'do I get up go in and find out what it is, what if it is a burglar, maybe I should stay in bed and pretend to be asleep and he will take what he wants and leave the bedrooms alone... should I go in, what if it is just a mouse? Maybe I should get the phone in case I need to dial 911' All of these thoughts are racing though my mind as I am straining to hear more. Then it comes ... "A, B, C, D, E, F" I hear a musical toy Michaela got for Christmas and I shoot out of bed. THere I find Michaela in the living room playing. 'Man, I thought we had a little while before Michaela could open doors!' For those of you who didn't know, Michaela couldn't open doors until last night. So, how is it that by a twist of fate that Michaela decides to have this milestone come when Malcolm is gone and I have the two girls to myself?
So, who knows what will happen the next few nights and naptimes. I ended up sleeping outside her door for an hour before Danielle woke up to make sure she didn't get out of her room again. Wish me luck!