One time when he was gone, I woke up at 2am and looked out the front window. There was an unfamiliar car parked in front of my house with the windows all fogged up. I watched for awhile out the window, and finally decided to call the police to come check it out. After waiting for over an hour and calling them back asking "where are you guys?" (their answer: we are busy; the car is out on another call. In other words, there is only 1 car available. That made me feel so much better). Anyway, when they finally arrived, they opened the car doors and nobody was inside. They started shining their flashlights around my front yard, into my back yard, while I was quietly running from window to window trying to see if someone was hiding in my back yard. My heart stopped when I saw what looked like the silhouette of a person against our garage in our back yard. The police didn't seem to see this even though their flashlight kept shining in that area. When I ran to another window, the shadow was gone. Then I saw it again. I was truly freaking out, almost to the point of tears. As I looked out the window again, I realized that it was the shadow of a large vase that I had put out to dry, projecting against the garage door. I felt foolish and stupid, and nervously laughed to myself (but was still scared inside). The police never found anyone so they had the car towed away, but it still left me wondering where that person went who owned the car. So, I stayed up for over 2 hours until sunlight started to show again, fell asleep, and then had to wake up with the boys a short time later. EXHAUSTING.
Anyway, sorry for that LONG story, but now you know where I'm coming from. I know that "God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of love, power and a sound mind." I constantly have to recite that to myself. But it is not easy. So, this week I am planning what I will do to keep busy. I am trying to think of people to stay with me but the only person I've come up with is my sister, who is going to stay one or two nights. That leave 6 more nights. I have thought of going to my parent's house for a few days, but their house is not baby-proofed, and there is not a comfortable room for the 3 of us to stay in. It is also hellishly-hot where they live. I'm not sure about that option yet.
I will probably stay up late and blog every night during that week, so stay tuned... In the meantime, any suggestions you have for my time would be greatly appreciated!! (Your prayers are also coveted too!!) :)