03.28.09
weird strangeness
So for the past month or so I’ve been waking up at 2 AM. almost exactly 2 AM. for seemingly no good reason. My eyes will just snap open and there I am…in the dark, next to the snoozing husband, hearing the really super annoying sounds of the dripping humidifier, but now wide the hell awake.
I’ll lay there for awhile, sometimes I’ll get up to visit the bathroom. sometimes I’ll have a long drink of water, but mostly I just lay there and try to figure out why I am awake at 2AM and contemplate relaxing because in a few short hours all the girls will be awake and clamoring for the whole wide world to do their bidding.
Last night I remember partially waking up to the sound of a small animal making baby noises. I didn’t completely wake up because it didn’t appear serious, I guess. Then, seemingly moments later (keep in mind, this is dream time we are talking about, who knows what ‘real time’ was), I woke completely up to the sound of tiny feet pounding over my head, from one end of the house to the other.
I jumped out of bed, grabbed my phone (for light), and started upsatirs. The baby gate was locked but even before opening it, I saw that Piper’s light was on. this was creepy, since I put her down with the light most distinctly OUT. Creepier still was seeing Piper running at me. Creepy because she does not know how to undo the zipper on her cribtent ergo someone or something had to have let her out. and, need I say, turned on the dang light when I put her down for the night!
So there I was, holding Piper with adrenaline flowing though my body. I glanced into her room, which by now looked eerie to me in the glare of her bedroom light, and then I walked over to Lily and Emma’s room. Lily and Emma were both sleeping in their own beds and I was just about ready to chalk it all up to a ghostly visitation when I saw Emma’s eyes open.
“Mama;” she said. “Piper kept crying for you and I couldn’t sleep.”
“Did you turn her light on, honey?” I asked walking over to sit on her bed and smooth her hair.
“Yes.” she said flatly.
“Did you zip her out of her crib?”
“Yes.” she affirmed.
So I tucked her back into bed and kissed her goodnight. and I walked downstairs with Piper who by now was refusing her crib.
sigh. At least it wasn’t a ghost. right? Now if I could just stop waking up at 2AM.
Ali said,
May 5, 2009 at 2:59 pm
Perhaps it’s the power of suggestion, or perhaps the fact that we really are dopplegangers. But if you’ve seen on FB, I’ve been having insomnia too. Right around 2 am. Quit it, already.