Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Bump in the night

Martin has been out of town for the past few nights. The first night he was gone I had taken a shower and was getting ready for bed when I heard the doorbell ring multiple times. The girls were sitting on my bed and looked at me with a "what are you going to do about this" look. I think they thought it was an odd time to have a visitor too. I gave them strict instructions not to move as I quickly got dressed and tried to figure out what was going on without having to answer the door. I was in the dark living room when I heard a thud-thud, patter-patter on the roof. Yes, ON THE ROOF. 8 PM, it is dark, I have two little girls in my room and I am 8 months pregnant. I was freaking out. I looked outside and there were two work trucks in the road in front of the house and I could see one man walking back to the truck with a ladder. Apparently the owners of this house are going to have some roof repairs made and that was what all the hub-bub was about. After I calmed down, got the girls comfy & tucked in I called the property manager and left a nice but firm message that this was not acceptable. She called back on Tuesday morning in total agreement. Good. Well, last night I am in bed, lights off, girls are sleeping and I keep hearing noises. I look to the cat to see if he responds, which he does, which freaks me out more. I finally fell asleep but I was a little edgy. Thankfully Martin is due home this afternoon so I can sleep peacefully tonight! Have I mentioned I am just NOT comfortable in this house?

On to prettier things: these are our shamrocks that have moved with us various times and which my husband has had longer than we have known each other. Actually, the ones he has had the longest are green and are in the other bathroom window. The purple ones started from a volunteer that Martin found by our pool pump in FL. I think they are pretty and the girls love the fact that the leaves "go to sleep" or close every evening.

And this is another bump that bumps in the night. As soon as I get in bed and get comfortable she starts her nightly flips. 34 weeks and counting.

1 comment:

Stacy said...

Looking good Mama! But, yeah...that's some shady sounding adventures to be having at that hour.

Good for you going to bed early! I'm lucky if I hit the sack before 11:30 each night! (but I'm a terrible night owl).