I guess I was lucky after all.

by Veronica Foale on November 16, 2011

in Family

I was awoken this morning by the screeching of Elmo coming from the other room. Somewhere around 1am, my son had climbed into bed with me, leaving Nathan to sleep on the couch and my daughter alone in her room.

Considering Nathan doesn’t watch Elmo and my son still had his toenails jammed firmly into my stomach, I only had one suspect. A certain five year old girl.

Of course, knowing that my daughter was awake, I panicked that my alarm hadn’t gone off because my phone was plugged into the charger. She never wakes up before me on a school morning. Of a weekend, yes, but a school morning? Never.

A quick glance at my alarm fixed my panic, but by then Elmo had woken my son, who climbed out of bed and promptly overflowed his nappy, leaking urine all down his legs and the floor. Despite being an hour before get up time, it appeared that we were all awake.

This is the problem with small children. They are unpredictable and make you panic over missed alarms.

I suppose I should be thankful, for the urine and the demands that dragged me out of bed, because I’m sitting here now, realising that my alarm never did go off.


I guess that was lucky afterall.

pixie November 16, 2011 at 8:20 am

oh that awful heart stopping moment when you realise all is not right…………..its dreadful….


Marylin November 16, 2011 at 8:52 pm

Agh, I hate being woken before my alarm… of course that happens pretty much every day, but it’s horrible when it’s before 5am! Just… UGH! x

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