Last night Little Man ate about 2:00 am. He was fed & changed and I prayed he’d sleep until at least 5am.
At 4:30 am our carbon monoxide detector went off.
Keith & I sat straight up in bed, trying to figure out what it was.
The alarm stopped after about 45 seconds.
Turns out we had a power surge and it set off the alarm and our garage lights (?).
I ran to the nursery to make sure he was still breathing.
I picked him up to be doubly sure and kissed his still-sleeping face multiple times.
I hugged him tight.
I put him back to bed.
Keith & I got back to bed. I asked him a dozen times if we should call the fire department. I made him open a window in the dining room (where the furnace closet & the CO2 detector are). I opened the bedroom window.
Little Man slept a while longer and woke up to eat about 5am.
Thank God – literally – that everyone is okay.
Scary to be woken up by an alarm in the middle of the night.
Scarier still when you have a newborn.
And when do they quit being newborns and become infants?