So once again it’s gone Midnight and I’m creeping around trying not to get caught out.
I’ve mentally marked every creaking stair and floorboard in a map in my head, stealth is the key here.
Slowly and quietly, trying not to breathe as even that small noise will alert to the deception going on.
This really must stop.
I thought I’d put this all past me in my teens.
Rebelling and sneaking around.
The shoes are off again, far too cumbersome. They will hear me soon.
Loo stop, don’t dare to flush.
Shhhhh they can hear.
Thank goodness I bathed earlier with the kids, a shower in the morning will do. Don’t dare to turn on the taps for too long.
Brush my teeth and shred my clothes.
Root around in the dark for my PJ’s, they are here somewhere thrown in that mad frenzied rush.
Feeling my way in the dark.
I’ll make it tonight.
I won’t get caught.
I’ve done it.
No-one heard me.
Finally, it’s been a long time coming but I’m in.
All is quiet.
It’s been such a long day and night but I’ve made it.
“Mum, I can’t sleep without cuddles”
And so it begins again!!