Last night, just before 2am, I heard something. Two "somethings" to be exact. I heard the toddler let out a little whine from her room at the opposite end of the house. I heard the infant squeak from her bassinet in our room.
I thought, "No way."
A few seconds of silence passed, and then, they both exploded into screams and cries at separate ends of the house . AT THE EXACT SAME TIME.
My husband and I froze in the dark like children jerked awake by a midnight air raid.
"What do we do??" I whispered.
Insert deafening non-response from the lips of the adults.
My husband broke our paralysis.
"I'll get Adhis. You get the baby." And we sprung out of the bed to our assigned routes.
What followed were hours of awakedness. Thus was born the cranky, snap-at-each-other, bleary-eyed morning.
At about 1pm, I was dragging across the kitchen looking for something to sustain me through the rest of the day. My eyes wandered out the window. I saw a sign.
Some people look for inspiration in the heavens. Some see signs in nature. My message was on my neighbor's garage door.
Hey, I'll take any encouragement at this time.
We are powerful and never alone.
Dear mothers of the world, may the Force be with you!
[Posted song: "The Sign" by Ace of Base]