Today's Joyful Moment came literally at the start of the day. 12 AM.
When we could go finally go to the bed because they lifted the tornado warning for our area. And the tornado sirens finally stopped wailing.
A few weeks ago, they did a siren test right as I was running past a siren. That was unbelievably jarring and unpleasant.
Sirens in the night, however, are just plain freaky.
I'll take the shrill blast right in my ear in the middle of the day with nary a cloud in sight any day, over what we experienced last night.
Even though the storm was north of us and headed further north, it was still scary. HH and I debated back and forth whether or not to move the children, but eventually felt okay to just listen to the radio and watch out the window as the storm approached.
Maybe not the wisest thing.
And I promise that if the funnel cloud had touched down, or been closer to us, it would have been well worth the disrupted sleep to keep the kids safe. But logically, it seemed like we were okay. And in my heart, I felt at peace. Baby B is still recovering and very much in need of sleep.
Waking up this morning with how little sleep we got, thanks to the sirens and the terror, was not a Joyful Moment. In case you were wondering.
But you really can't put a price on a safe family. And still having an intact roof over our heads. So, I shan't complain too much.
Wishing you all Joyful Moments and peaceful, quiet nights!