I know what you're thinking. You think that you already know that this is going to be about my kids waking me up in the middle of the night, and therefore you don't need to actually read this post. While my kids are awake at 2 a.m. from time to time, that's not what this is about.
Fun fact about me, I'm a giant scaredy cat. In my mind, when the sun goes down, every bad person in the world is in my yard just waiting for the right moment to break into my house.
My husband and I have the same conversation every night. Me: "Honey, did you lock all the doors?". Him: "Yes, dear". Me: "Is the van locked?". Him: "Yes, dear". Me: "Are you sure?". Him: "Yes, Stephanie, I am sure". I may or may not have some issues. I also constantly "hear things" in the middle of the night. I wake my hubby up often because I KNOW that I heard something in the house. It usually ends up being the wind outside or my daughter rolling up against the wall in her bed.
Well, on this particular night I heard a pounding noise and I knew for a fact that I heard it. I turned to wake my hubby up, but he had heard it too. "Someone's in the house" I whispered. He got up and got his pistol and headed towards the hall when all of the sudden we heard it again. It was someone banging on our front door. They weren't just knocking, they were pounding on the door. Hubby stuck his head back in the room and glanced at the clock. It was 2:05 in the morning. Who in the world would pound on someone's door at two o'clock in the morning?? While we aren't in a bad neighborhood, it's not one that you should open your door for someone in the middle of the night. So, we decided it was probably best to call the police.
After calling the police, I went into ninja mom mode. My kids. I had to protect my kids. So, I crouched down and sneaked into my kids room while my hubby did the investigating. Why was I crouching? I have no idea, it just seemed like the thing to do in ninja mom mode. My heart was pounding a mile a minute. I was certain that the person pounding at the door was just a diversion for the person who was about to break into the back door. The pounding at the front door had stopped which could only mean it was just a matter of time before all the other bad guys broke into our house. So, what did ninja mom do? She shook like a scared little girl as I stood in my kid's bedroom silently praying and just waiting for what I thought was the inevitable.
Finally, after what seemed like the longest five minutes of my life, the police showed up. We waited as we watched their flashlights circle our house. I was just waiting for the shouting to start as they apprehended the bad guys, but no shouting ever came. Then they knocked on the door. They told us that, for some reason, at 2 a.m. our neighbor was outside and noticed that our van door was open, and that he not only closed the door, but also decided to come and tell us about it. They assured us that they checked our yard and that there was no one there and that we were completely safe.
While that may have been the real reason that our neighbor was pounding on the door, I'm not quite sure why they thought it was a good idea to go to a house where all the lights were off and to scare the living daylights out of it's sleeping occupants. The police officers may have assured us that we were completely safe, but I would not be sleeping at all that night. I laid in my bed with the lights on for another hour or so, and then decided that the only way I could sleep was if I knew my kids were okay, and the only way to know that was if I was with them. So, I went into my kid's room and got in the double bed with my toddler. It took me another hour after that, but around 4:30 I finally fell back asleep.
I have learned a couple things from this. 1) I have some serious issues that I need to work through, and 2) I would make a terrible ninja!
So how would you handle a 2 a.m. wake up call??