The day started off normal, or as normal as a day can be in my household. I couldn't believe it! My alarm had gone off - one - before my kids had waken up, and two- in itself didn't wake my kids up. I slowly untangled myself from the blankets and my eleven month old son simultaneously. All the while, I was just holding my breath and trying not to make any disruptive movements. As I reached the edge of the bed, I told myself that I had done it. I had managed not to wake anyone up and was going to be able to take a shower all by myself before anybody was the wiser. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement, and just then my daughter, Ava, rolled over suddenly. "Mommy, what are you doing?" she said. In a similar fashion and almost on cue, my son, John, sat straight up and looked sincerely distressed. I stayed as still as possible, hoping among hopes that they would magically go back to sleep. No such luck. My son began incessantly grunting, disapproving of my
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