So close, yet so far away

Man, I'm pretty tired this morning. Didn't sleep well last night at all. Some time late, my youngest daughter woke up crying. Laying in my bed comfortably, I had hoped she might fall back to sleep on her own. However, her weeping only became louder and I could tell by the shadows coming from her room that she was also roaming around. Crap.

I got up and entered her bedroom where I found her pacing around in circles, mumbling incoherently to herself. She whimpered about nonsensical things and kept stumbling around as if she was looking for something. My attempts to console her failed and she only cried louder and her tempo picked up speed. And as I began to wake up more, I realized the urgency to get her to the bathroom.

"Come on, Sweetie, let's go to the potty!" I urgently suggested to her. "Hurry, go to the bathroom right now."

She nodded in agreement and scampered toward the bathroom still talking to herself. I switched on the lights and began helping her remove her pajamas.

I can't exactly remember what I noticed first...the smell, the wet warmth on my feet, or the sound of a trickling waterfall gently splashing onto our bathroom floor.

"Oh come on!" I exclaimed aloud. At that point, there wasn't much I could do but to let her just stand there and finish. Once the flood gates had opened, there was no stopping it. "Wow, that's a lot of urine," I thought to myself. Watching the sea of gold spread across the floor really accentuated it's sheer volume. I soaked up the mess with a towel and cleaned her up as well. Undoubtedly, she had to feel much better as she then jetted off back to her bed.

I don't know if she ever was awake the whole time, but by the end of the saga I was wired and had difficulty falling asleep. Hence my 3 cups of coffee this morning. Admittedly, I'm having a hard time motivating myself today. Getting peed on in the middle of the night can do that to a person though.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a bath towel that is in need of a thorough washing.