Over My Dead Body (motherly instincts)

So around 11:47 p.m. last night, our house alarm goes off. Well, I thought it was the alarm.... but it turns out it was the smoke/gas detector thingy that is shit for brains that Kirk installed a few month ago. I don't blame Kirk of course. He thought it was a good buy. But the damn thing goes off when you spray Lysol within ten feet of it. So yeah, it is a bit overkill.


Anyway, back to my story -

So I thought the house alarm was going off and that maybe someone was breaking into our house. (There were some robberies in our neighborhood awhile back!) Kirk steps down from the bed and goes into his office. I thought he was going to grab his handgun for protection ready to go all Wyatt Earp-style on these madmen coming into our home. I immediately went into Viv's room and hovered over her thinking.... "Over my dead body is someone going to hurt my child."

That was the only thing that popped into my head as these loud beeps were going off in our home at nearly midnight. "Over my dead body, over my dead body will you harm a hair on my child's head. You will not take her and you will not hurt her." I chanted it over and over again as she slept peacefully through the whole ordeal.

I debated whether I should wake her up. Instead I just stood waiting and listening. Then Kirk finally comes into her room to tell me what the noise was. I am like, "Oh... I thought it was the house alarm!"

What did I know - my dreamworld had been disturbed. I literally jumped out of bed probably a few feet off the ground. When you are scared out of your sleep, you are in a bit of a daze for several minutes.

So we have NO IDEA why the damn smoke/gas detector thing went off. Maybe our dog Bono walked past it and farted.... who knows! Sigh.....

My adrenaline was going and it took me about an hour to fall asleep after that. Geez, do these things happen to other people or it is just my crazy household?

Still, I try to think positively and find some good in every situation. I guess it's good that my protective, motherly instincts kicked in, right? I was immediately concerned for Viv and could think of nothing but her while the alarm was screaming. So it's proof - I truly do love my child.



Of course later on I was thinking to myself.... if someone did try to take her, I know that he or she would be bringing her back within an hour....