With last night's earthquake and tornado season upon us, I think we might have most of the earth's natural disasters covered here. I woke up about 4:40 this morning to the bed shaking and the doors rattling. It seemed to go on forever. Truly, it wasn't that scary. I didn't feel like our house was going to cave in or anything. But a few disturbing thoughts kept me up for a while:
(1) I always thought in that situation I would run and grab my babies. I was totally frozen. If we had been closer to the epicenter (registering somewhere between a 4.5 and 5.2. I don't know what that means) and felt it more strongly, would I have time or the presence of mind to get to her?
(2) I've had a nagging feeling to update our 72-hour kits and haven't done it yet. We'll do that today :) Food storage isn't too shabby right now, but if we had to evacuate, I wouldn't even have diapers for the kiddo.
(3) Justin barely stirred. He thought I was just turning over. Yes, it is a process for me to turn over at night.