...oh wait!! THERE IS A MOUSE IN MY HOUSE!! And it was definitely stirring. It started the first week of November, I went to go get my purse to head into London for a drs appt (used rarely since I am always carting a diaper bag around) and when I opened it the granola bar was shredded and I realized it looked like dropping in the bottom! I was really grossed out, but not overly concerned since it was in the mudroom. We have kind of a locked off area that is not heated where we store our coats/tools/Costco goods that is pretty much separated from the rest of the house. I closed the purse up, put it back on the hook (droppings and all) and decided Jamie would take care of it. Fast forward a week and Jamie had been working super long hours and I finally went to investigate how bad the problem was (in my head I was hoping one lone mouse found the granola bar and then got outta there). I grabbed a pair of tongs and emptied out the closet and found that it had chewed on and nested in part of my Ergo!! I shed a few tears, yelled at the mouse and put it in the large pile of stuff to sanitize and wash! I went through all the other closets and there were some faint signs but overall it looked like just a small infestation.
I called the landlord and laid it on thick, a baby was coming and their were mice that needed to go. She immediately asked if they were across from the door cause she had "seen holes there before" WHAT??? Why wouldn't you fill them when you saw them? Her solution was to send over her boyfriend with a can of foam and a bottle of peppermint oil. While I watched him fill the holes he assured me that mice were perfectly normal, why, he had a family living in his dashboard that squeaked at him while he drove around town. It was all very comforting.
Just a few days later I was up at 5:50 with Hadley (she sometimes wakes up early and I am in the ironic part of pregnancy where you don't sleep but are painfully aware there is a baby coming that isn't going to let you sleep either!) I went into my kitchen and thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye, and assumed I was just crazy. I looked back a second later and saw a mouse scurry across the back of the wall and toward the stove. I did the logical thing and launched my 9 mos pregnant self up onto the counter and screamed, haven't moved that fast in months. Jamie came down and we couldn't find the mouse anywhere, but now knew that they had made it into the main portion of the house. I rarely cry in pregnancy but it had been one of those weeks and it was the second time the darn mice reduced me to tears.
Jamie decided he was going to trap it. He used his boy scout training to rig this beauty from items around the house -


We did find evidence that the mouse had been their that night, the peanut butter was nibbled on, but the weight was a bit off so Jamie was determined to try again.
The landlord was called on Sunday where I told her I wanted a professional and gave her an exact countdown to my due date. The exterminator arrived the next afternoon, I expected him to look at the evidence and check out the house, I wanted to know if the mice had made it upstairs of if I was looking at a large nest. He set a few traps, listened to me and that was about it, not super useful. He thought they would stay near the food in the kitchen, with a toddler and the inability to bend I am pretty sure I could feed all of the mice in England on my floor so I am hoping they haven't ventured further. He also set out some bait and said they would take it back to the nest, but at the same time he told me we probably sealed the exits off when we filled in the holes...I put two and two together and realized I might have dead mice hanging out in random places!! I expressed my concern and he assured me that they "dried up quick" and "just put some smelly stuff in the area" to counteract the rotting bodies that could be in the wall. Awesome. He will be back in 10 days to check the traps and take a look. In the meantime I had him show me how to empty the traps since if I knew there were dead mice sitting there I wanted them gone ASAP!
We caught two the next morning, I didn't touch them -
It has been two more days and no more mice (Jamie's trap I am sure would have worked, looks like they just hit the smaller traps first). My fingers are crossed that is all we will see of them and by Christmas (well, long before then) there really will be nothing stirring in our house but a new baby!!!

















































