she could sleep anywhere...

the mcmahons told me this story tonight...
shortly after michael was born mary got really sick with a terrible staph infection and could barely get off the couch and hardly even lift michael. mom offered to come over one night and sleep in michael's room and get up with him and give him his bottle, etc. so as to give them a break. late that night mary heard michael crying. and crying. and crying. she made her way up off the couch and down the hall very slowly saying in an almost inaudible voice, "lynn? lynn?" she found mom asleep on the floor (not sure why) instead of the bed, patting her own chest (as if she were holding a baby... she was not, just to make that clear) and saying, "ssshhhh, there, there..." mary whispered, "lynn, what are you doing?" mom jumped up, disoriented, "huh, what?" then realized what was going on and picked michael up out of his crib. needless to say, the mcmahons teased mom about this for quite some time...