Tub Huddle

Today, while on the phone with my mother, I noticed that the wind had picked up outside. I walked to the window and looked out to see that the sky had suddenly darkened, the trees were bent horizontal and sheets of rain were falling diagonally. And the whole apartment building was slightly trembling. A rumbling sound, which I was convinced was a tornado, seemed to be getting closer.

I tried to sound calm while I got off the phone with my mother, I grabbed the baby, who had been relaxing on his round Boppy pillow, while calling E and moved quickly to the bathroom in our bedroom. This was the most scared I had been over weather in many, many years. And being from Louisiana, I am acquainted with bad weather. Huddled in the bathtub with EM, I was looking down at him thinking about what I would do if I heard the sound of breaking glass or the like. He was wide awake, sucking furiously on his pacifier, but seeming to enjoy the tight hold I had on him.

I'll admit I wasn't completely calm while on the phone with Even. But in a matter of minutes, the storm had moved on. There had been a tornado, but not in our immediate vicinity. However, the storm was bad enough to make it to CNN's main news program.

Yikes!