Let me set the scene:
Twas a cold snowy night, the male of the house can only sleep with the night light on (IMPORTANT).
I climbed the staircase slowly, trying to miss the squeaky steps (that seem to appear on every bastard step when trying to be quiet),
I finally reach the landing and stand still sure I can hear movement, (I can't, but am really sure I can), I take 3 steps forward with my left ear pointing towards the door I am heading for (why??? I have very good hearing, my doctor said),
Next I place my hand on the door handle (heart hammering all the time, literally can hear and feel every beat), I push it open very quietly.
Then the hard work begins, I am so near, so near (so near I need to say it several times, but still am no were near finished). This is hard, my heart hurts, I need a drink and I want to breath easy...But need to carry on.
I expertly step over the group of cuddly toys (one of the fuckers has a squeak...need to avoid at all costs), then I do a very light and elegant hop/jump over 'Dinosaur World', very quietly gave myself a pat on the back for that move (I am not little). Then Then Fucking Then I meet my nemesis (not just mine, the dogs, the hoovers, the sisters and every buggar else who resides or visits this room), that's right its......
-LEGO-
I take my time to catch my breath, time is against me but I need to do this right...the pressure is on.
After a few seconds I compose myself, (I can do this...Raaaa I can do this), I take a small step forward and start to sweep my left foot from side to side, side to side while walking very slowly and moving the bastard lego quietly out of the way... I did it yes I did it!!!
I am now standing over the male of the house, lightly snoring into his pillow looking so angelic (I love him so, but this is ridiculous, my heart should not be hurting or beating this much...but it is. Oh how I wish it was over).
Now with one hand on the light switch I reach down (nearly nose to nose), I reach under his head (this is the most delicate of times In anyone's life), I have a feel around......Got it I've bloody well got it....
Just as I clasp my sweaty palm around it....His eyes open (Noooooo), He jumps...I jump... we both look into each others eyes scared of the repercussions, (FUCK, FUCK, FUCK).
I give a reassuring smile: "Tis ok I'm just switching your light off...its the middle of the night...go back to bastardsleep" I said.
"Love you...cuddle" he says (really need this over with now...wine is calling), I dutifully give him a cuddle, while using one hand to empty the little pink purse containing the precious pearl I really really need and now really really want...I need to see this through.
I manage to swap the pearl for gold...place the little pink purse back in its place...I give one final squeeze... "Night Night Sleep Tight" I say while knocking the night light off..
Then the fun begins yes I stood on the bastard lego on the way out (styled it out with a little noise and hop?? tripped over 'Dinosaur World knocking it over (who knew it would be that noisy??) then yes fucking yes I stood on the bloody squeaky toy...making me jump, swear and my god my heart is about to pop out of my chest.
"Ok mammy" he says "Yes darling sleep well" I reply (through gritted teeth)..
Finally I reach the long awaited living room, with my now warm wine waiting for me shining like the snowflakes outside, I take a long loooong drink, my heart rate begins to stabilise, I sink into the sofa and try to relax, but one thought keeps running through my mind.
Have I just ruined the magic of the 'Tooth Fairy'?
AIBU in thinking I have just ruined my sons childhood?
PLEASE TUNE IN FOR PART 2 TOMORROW :) :)