Three's a Crowd

Umm, call me old fashioned but I think three's a crowd in the bedroom. However, our house guests are apparently more post-modern and liberal in their thinking on this subject.

Yup that's right. Me, Jason and an ant. Those of you that know me, or have perhaps even seen me react to a spider, will have a good visual for what occurred when I caught a glimpse of a small black crawly thing scurrying across my arm (WHILE I was nursing Ella no less!).

Let me tell you people, I have the speed of superman when I think that I've spotted a spider on my person. I was out of the bed, around the co-sleeper and down the hall into the living room in a FRACTION of a fraction of a second (Don't worry, Ella still safely in my arms. I would never abandon my baby daughter in a bed with a spider (aka ant)!) There was also much screaming, hopping, jumping, and incessant brushing off of my arm where the little bugger had been.

Thankfully Jason found the spider (aka ant) and killed it. After a thorough stripping of the bed to search for more I finally laid back down. But it was not a very restful night. I'm sure to the outsider I look like I'm in a constant state of hallucination. I'm constantly jumping or ticking or swiping at myself because every time I feel anything light across my skin (a stray hair, a breeze, my clothing moving etc. etc.) I think it's a spider (aka ant). Awesome!