Air Freshener
That child of mine hates loud sounds. (By the way I skipped church today and got a well deserved nap.)
He will be in the middle of a deep rem cycle and hear the ice cream man coming with his tangy music about two miles away and wake up. Luckily he does not know that they ice cream man bears treasures of pushpops and fudgecicles. But when the man comes even near our house the baby is up.
I guess that I should have been aware that this would happen. When I was pregnant with the wee one he was also jumpy about loud sounds. I had gas while I was pregnant. Just like I have it about every other day. But this was the kind that you get in an public bathroom that when you sit down to do your business echoes from the stall and you would rather die than continue serenading those around you. I had that kind of gas while pregnant. One time I farted in the toilet which is like a little echo chamber for those who are upside down inside of you. This kid was so scared of it he about clawed his way out my throat. He jumped and flailed and really surprised me. The first time this happened I thought what a strange coincidence, I fart and baby jumps. The second time it all came together.