What A Night!

I felt sick to my stomach all evening. Not from the flu or anything like that, but from the evening we had. Here's what happened; Glenn had a soccer game last night in Winnipeg, well his team did, he didn't end up going. Why? Well, his teammate, Steve came by the house shortly after 6p.m to catch a ride there with Glenn. Well, 10 minutes later they went to leave and Glenn couldn't find his car keys. Then, shortly after that we realized mine were also missing. Ok, one set of keys, we misplaced them but both sets of keys means someone took them. We both have our keys on a string type thing, not sure what it's called, and we hang them on the banister just inside the door every day when we get home. Paige swears over and over she did not take the keys. Well, what was the other option? Glenn had unlocked the front door about an hour earlier to go outside and get something and did not lock it when he came back in cause he knew Steve was coming in awhile. So, our conclusion... someone had opened our front door and grabbed both our keys, with the intent to come back later when we were sleeping. All of our keys were on there, all the house keys, the Jeep key and the Mitsubishi key, the keys to the other house. Everything! What a horrible feeling. So, the guys decide to skip the soccer game, I know, shocking if you know Glenn, and then they went and bought new locks and changed the locks on the house. As for the vehicles, well Glenn was only given one key for the Jeep, he had made copies for the purpose of locking the door when he started the Jeep, but can not start the Jeep with them. So, we put it in neutral and the guys pushed it into the garage. We had a spare key for the Mitsubishi, luckily so we could move it out of the way to get the Jeep in to the garage. Also, the car has an alarm on it, so our thoughts were even if someone comes back with the keys and opens the door, at least the alarm would go off and we would hear them. So, after this was all done, we spent the evening out on the deck visiting with Steve and I still could not believe someone could have just opened the door and walked in without us hearing. And, even weirder my purse was sitting on the bottom step right beside where the keys were hidden and it wasn't touched. During the time the door was unlocked, I was making supper, BBQ out on the deck, so maybe someone saw me out there and took the opportunity to come in the front door, but Paige had been playing by the railing in the living room the whole time and she didn't see anyone. Perhaps they walked in, grabbed the keys and then saw her so were quick to leave. I didn't know exactly what happened, but the thought of everything just made me sick. Finally around 1am, Sheri came to pick up Steve and he grabbed his coat and hat and out fell both our keys. Earlier, when he got here, he had hung his coat on the railing and then when the gys went to leave, he grabbed his coat and rolled it up and put it in his hat, apparently with the keys. Oh what a relief. I felt horrible that we had just wasted $70 on new locks, and that Glenn had to miss his soccer game and that I had questioned Paige over and over again, but at least I no longer have this horrible feeling in my stomach from thinking someone just walked in to our house while we were home and we did not notice. At least we had not called the cops yet and Glenn had not told his boss that they keys to his company vehicle had been stolen. Oh, what a night!

Momma's Girl!

So, as much as I love having a baby who loves me so much, the need for constant attention from me and me only is getting to be a little much. She is even sitting with me now as I type this. Which I might add, is making it very difficult to type with her little hands poking at all the keys. I've known for awhile that she is very dependent on me, what baby isn't that way with their Mom? She has spent every moment with me for the first 6 months of her life. It's understandable, but today, when I couldn't even go to the washroom without hearing the cries from the next room I knew something different has to happen. I have to go back to work in less than 5 months, then what will happen? Plus, she hasn't been sleeping well the last week or so, and I am exhausted. I think I may be bordering on the line of insanity even. I am in desperate need of some me time. I try to do something in another room while leaving her with Dad in the evening, but I can hear her crying so after 5 minutes I give in and go to her rescue. Rescue.. lol. Like I think I am some kind of hero, picking up my child. I feel guilty just thinking about leaving her with anyone and going out somewhere to enjoy myself. But, tonight I think I am going to be selfish. I am going to go and play rec soccer and leave the girls with their Dad. But, will I really enjoy myself anyway? I am not a social person, and I don't really know anyone who will be there, and the whole time I will be wondering if Piper is being good for her Daddy. I will be so stressed out worrying about things, that I might as well just stay home and enjoy the company of my family. I guess I have a couple of hours to decide what I should do. But, I think for my sanity, a little interaction with other adults would do me some good. I really shouldn't complain, as I know a few years down the road, she will want nothing to do with her Mom and I'll be doing everything within my power to spend time with her.