Sometimes I feel like 007…

Like when my 4 month old wakes up after a short nap and won’t go back to sleep unless I’m in the room…

Or when I’m helping my 2 year old fall asleep in his new bed and the slightest movement on my part causes him to wake up.

I have to be sneaky, and quiet, and plan out every move before I make it.

My heart races, my face flushes…

If I can make it out the door, then I still have to tackle the hallway, where every creak is like a land mine waiting to blow.

The first step onto the carpet in my room is like stepping into the safe zone. I let out a sigh of relief every time. Free at last…

…Until that evil mail man drives by and foils my plan…

Yeah, it’s a rush.


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