She shuffled through the house as quietly as possible, checking all the windows were locked up tight. The door to the back garden was double checked and the front door triple checked. She had to be sure. She even checked the upstairs windows despite their height from the ground. She couldn’t sleep until she’d checked them all.
She crept into the baby’s room on tiptoes, stepping carefully over the places on the floor she knew would creak. The window was locked, it was definitely locked. She was almost out of the door when her foot caught on a bear bedecked in bells. She paused, too afraid to breathe. There was silence. Then a cry, small at first but growing until the baby was fully sobbing. Screeching cries of confusion at being awoken. She closed the door gently so as not to wake anyone else in the house and scooped the baby into her arms.
She settled back into the armchair and bounced the baby gently, shushing him. He soon settled, little gurgles and squeaks emitted as she wiggled his stubby fingers.
“It’s ok, baby. I was just checking the window.” She sing-songed to him, rocking him gently back and forth. “Your mummy just wanted you to be safe, so all the windows have to be locked up nice and tight so no one can get in. You don’t want anyone to get in do you? No, no you don’t, do you?” She tickled his fat little belly and pulled a face so he would giggle. He grabbed onto a loose lock of hair that she couldn’t pull back in time.
“Oh, you want to pull my hair? You can’t pull it, no you can’t.” She sighed and sat back in the chair, still rocking him in the hopes he would fall back asleep despite his wakeful stare.
“Go back to sleep, baby. I need to go check the rest of the windows, don’t I? Yes I do. Yes I do.” The baby smiled at her cooing.
“Come on, baby needs to go back to sleep so I can check the windows. Got to be safe. It’s what your mummy would have wanted. Remember mummy? She just wanted you safe so we’re keeping you safe here with all the windows and doors locked up nice and tight. Ok baby, are you going to sleep now?”
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