A Little Less Attentive

You know how you listen to your child every minute, second, millisecond? And, how if you really could, you would have a direct hone-in to their heartbeat so you could make sure that everything was okay all the time (even though some might say you're a worry wart)? I thought I was still one of these "I listen for my children every damn second because seriously you never know" mothers. I guess I'm not, because you see, Bea has become wise beyond her years over the last several months and knows exactly "how" to be the mom in certain situations.

Last night after we put the girls to bed, the house was kind of loud. The dishwasher was going, the clothes washer was going, and I was running around picking up toys. Suddenly Bea comes running out of her room which is totally out of the norm for her these days after being put to bed. I instantly thought she was trying to get out of going to bed, so I told her to march herself back to bed. And she says "Mommy, Livey threw up." And then I said, "No, she didn't." After all, I didn't hear it and my ears are so very privy to the sound of throw up happening that I generally know what is going to happen about one second before it happens (even though at that time it will still be too late). I swear I didn't hear it and insist that the dishwasher was too loud.

When I got back to the girls room with Bea, I immediately went to Livey's crib and proceed to feel around (you think I would have learned my lesson by now). Yep, it's wet, though miraculously she only had a little on her leg. So, I told Bea she was right and she continued to say over and over again that "Olivia threw up. Olivia threw up. Yucky!" while kind of sort of running circles all over their bedroom. She was right, and I think she took full credit for assessing the situation and getting me involved. It was the right thing to do. And somehow, she just knew that it was just important enough to let someone know.

It's nice to know there's a second set of ears around our house for these types of things.