My middle-of the-night awakenings are way less interesting these days. Usually just a trip to the bathroom, with no good story to tell the next morning.
I had another middle-of-the-night encounter. I woke up about 3am (for my usual pregnancy-induced trip to the bathroom), but when climbing back in bed, I heard a strange noise. At first I thought it was Amigo -- she often sleeps on the couch and will occasionally scratch her nails on the cushions, which makes a fairly audible sound. This was a slightly different sound, but I peeked out in the living room just to see if it was her making the noise. Nope, no sign of Amigo. But the noise had stopped, so I headed back to bed.
A couple minutes later, I heard it again, but it sounded like it was coming from the office. Ffwap. Ffffwap-wap. Ok, maybe Amigo was in her cage and she's dreaming that she's running and her legs are kicking the sides. Surely that's it. I listened, but heard Amigo getting a (loud) drink of water in the kitchen, so it couldn't be her in the cage. I got up again to go investigate. Maybe there's an animal outside trying to get in, or worse: one inside trying to get out! But as I got closer, I realized the sound was not in the office, it was coming from upstairs.
At this point, I had the thought that anyone who "goes to investigate" in a scary movie is the one that gets knocked off! I should have grabbed some type of defense, but there wasn't really anything nearby other than a princess magic wand and a basket of toy balls.
I headed upstairs defenseless. Halfway up the stairs, it hit me (a thought, not the source of the sound!)
Mystery solved. Phew. It was a relief to find the source of the disturbance so I knew I wasn't dreaming. (and made the story much more credible when I relayed it to Jeff the next morning!)
A couple minutes later, I heard it again, but it sounded like it was coming from the office. Ffwap. Ffffwap-wap. Ok, maybe Amigo was in her cage and she's dreaming that she's running and her legs are kicking the sides. Surely that's it. I listened, but heard Amigo getting a (loud) drink of water in the kitchen, so it couldn't be her in the cage. I got up again to go investigate. Maybe there's an animal outside trying to get in, or worse: one inside trying to get out! But as I got closer, I realized the sound was not in the office, it was coming from upstairs.
At this point, I had the thought that anyone who "goes to investigate" in a scary movie is the one that gets knocked off! I should have grabbed some type of defense, but there wasn't really anything nearby other than a princess magic wand and a basket of toy balls.
I headed upstairs defenseless. Halfway up the stairs, it hit me (a thought, not the source of the sound!)
- We had been at Chick-Fil-A earlier in the day.
- Naomi had been given a balloon.
- The balloon was tied to something downstairs.
Mystery solved. Phew. It was a relief to find the source of the disturbance so I knew I wasn't dreaming. (and made the story much more credible when I relayed it to Jeff the next morning!)
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