Connor is teething all night long so this AWESOME moment is really solely my awesome moment.
I’m sound asleep. Oblivious to what’s about to happen: Connor is due to be awake any minute now. He’s been sleeping since 7:30pm but I am fast asleep until the moment I hear his loud, sharp wailing scream and I am blasted into consciousness. I turn to the clock, it’s 12am: BRUTAL!! Connor is stirring and giving me a hunger warning. Now, it’s a matter of seconds before he erupts into a full blown fit.
I do a body check, my heart is racing and in my throat, my stomach has tightened, my insides are churning and my ears are on high alert…seriously only a mother could spring into action like this. I hear nothing but Connor’s movements, including the shifting of his weight on the mattress – I have some kind of auditory super power!
My thoughts are racing with the potential options of what could be wrong, how I’m going to handle it, what my plan of action is AND I’m also praying that Connor sorts this out on his own… ya know, the poorly researched, “self soothing” ability that every mother dreams of. My heart swells with this thought and then I begin to pray that he’ll put himself back to sleep without me.
I hear a louder wail, which sounds more serious but then silence… I feel panic and then I begin to move. I am up and out of bed, half awake but mostly still asleep. I stumble towards his bedroom door and just before I enter, I stop… pause… there’s silence on the other side. He’s not stirring anymore…I wait… more silence…could it be? No? …Yes!... I stand there paralyzed ...Yesssssss!
He’s not stirring anymore, he must be asleep and I don’t dare enter… I am free! I am already sprinting back to my warm, soft, slice of heaven that is my bed… AWESOME!