Shinning moment of motherhood

So Josh is out of town and Rowan finally slept through the night for only the second time in two weeks...that is until our fire alarms went off at 5:30 am! I jump out of bed heart pounding, disoriented, and rush to make the noise stop (I did run in to his room first and check to make sure his baseboard heater was not on fire). After I determined there was no immediate threat to our safety, I grab our step stool and after repeated attempts to push the little button doesn't work I literally rip the one in our bedroom from the ceiling. This seemed logical to me at the time because it was making the most noise and did I mention I am a sleep deprived single mother right now. At this point Rowan is wailing so I go to comfort him. 20 minutes later he is resting quietly and I sneak out his door just to have the one right outside his door go off. More wailing, more yanking things from the ceiling. An hour and ten minutes later I am eating Hayden cookies for breakfast and all three fire alarms are outside on the patio, where they will stay until they promise to never ever do that to me again...ahhh motherhood.