Bat hearing

Aren't I the cutest thing?

Who is this a picture of, you may ask?  Why, that is me of course!  According to my son, I have the hearing of a bat.  Any little noise, I wake up.

Yes, this is me when I get woken up at night.  Not pretty.



Since apparently I am “bat like,” this is how I sleep.  When I hear noises, my eyes fly open and I hiss.  You can verify this with my son.  This bat like hearing of mine just didn’t start when I had my son.  I was like this when I was growing up, too.  My parents and brother enjoy the “white noise” thing.  Me, it is just plain noise in the middle of the night.  When I would hear my brother’s scanner in the middle of the night, the eyes would fly open and I would hiss.  I would open my door, creep into my brother’s room and turn off his radio.  Problem solved….until he would turn the scanner back on again and I would have to do the same thing.  I am lucky I EVER got sleep growing up!  Maybe that is why I am so short!  Sleep deprivation.  J

My bat like ears were just wonderful for family vacations when we all were in one room.  I believe I was the only “quiet” sleeper.  I would hear a snore, eyes would fly open, and I would hiss and then practically punch my dad in the arm to let him know he was snoring.  I believe I even went into the bathtub one time to get away from the serenade.  Nobody could feel my pain!  My mom would tell ME I was making all the noise.  Me, make noise?  Hard to believe I know since I am so quiet!

My parents could never understand why I wanted this silence.  They always tell the story of whenever they would get into their car they would get blasted into the back seat, complete with hair standing up, because the radio was up to the point of a speaker blowing.  My answer?  That was different…I wasn’t trying to sleep behind the wheel of the car.

What brought this all up today was my son came home around 3:30 a.m. (have to clarify it is the a.m., not p.m.).  Again, my eyes flew open and I hissed.  Good grief, the light was on in the kitchen and I heard talking!  Due to the modern convenience of a cell phone, I didn’t have to show my fangs to my son.  All I had to do was mad text him.  The conversation?  “Do you realize it is 3:30 in the morning?  Not only do I see a light on, which hurts my Dracula eyes, but I hear whispers, which hurt my delicate bat ears!  There will BE NO WHISPERING or LIGHTS ON at 3:30 in the morning!  Do you want me to melt?”  Okay, so maybe that is a little of an exaggeration; however, I did mad text him to SHUT UP.

So as I sit out here on my porch this morning listening to the birds chirping and the geese honking, I am glad they are day creatures.  I would hate to have to spread my bat wings and hiss at the creatures to be quiet. Possibly even have the neighbors call the police due to a crazy woman running around their neighborhood flapping her “bat wings” and hissing. J