Rough Night

Last night Josh and I stayed up past our bedtime to watch a movie. And seriously we like never do this, or at least we'll only do it on a Friday, since we've got Saturday to sleep in and take naps and all. So yeah, we picked the wrong night to do that, cause for one, Josh had trouble sleeping, and was up for a while. But then the "fun" started at 1:30am. We hear Matthew, and we groan. We gave him time to fall back asleep, which we thought he did, but for an hour we'd hear him cry out and then be silent for a while. But it got more consistent with being awake and not being asleep, so we went in there. We checked his diaper, checked his temperature, we even turned on the heat in case his room felt cold. We rocked him and put him back down, but he would only end up crying again, and then we'd repeat the whole process. Josh was the last one to rock him, and he came back in our room around 4:15am. Matthew was crying, but we couldn't keep doing this. It was at a point where he just had to cry himself to sleep, cause we knew he had to be tired by now. We certainly were. And he did go to sleep, but Josh and I are definitely dragging our feet today. I don't know what Matthew's issue was. It's like his internal clock got reset to an overseas time or something. We're praying this doesn't happen again tonight.

In another Matthew report, he saw his pediatrician yesterday for his 18-month check up. He's 27 lbs. 5 oz. and 35 inches tall. This boy is growing for sure. He said by this point that most kids can say 6 words, and I'm like, yeah, he's got way more words than that, so we're good. He did voice concern about Matthew not walking, so he's gonna have a PT (physical trainer) call us to set up an appointment. Josh and I don't really think it's necessary, since he's been improving and walking between us and everything, but at the same time, I guess one meeting wouldn't hurt anything. Maybe he/she'll have and idea we haven't thought of?

Cute story alert: Last weekend I had been working hard with the dishes and laundry and making cookies for our Sunday School get together, and I was wiped out by late afternoon. My feet were also a little puffy from being on them for a while. So I asked Josh to rub my feet, and he did, but then Matthew was so curious about it, that he got in on the action too. Josh showed him how to do it, and there I was, relaxing, while both my boys rubbed my feet. Yeah, it felt as nice as it sounds :)

We bought a new kitchen table several weeks back.



Why? Cause the one we had is an apartment size table, and we needed something to accommodate guests and our growing family. It looks pretty much like our other one (both are from Ikea).

So where's our original table?



Right here.

But where's here? Ok, I'll show you.



It's in our laundry room! It was Josh's idea to put it there, and I'm so glad he thought of it. Now I have a laundry table where I can separate and fold clothes. This is especially helpful being pregnant, cause it's at waist-level and I can stand by it. Sitting on the couch and bending over is much harder. So yes, it's a small blessing, but I love it nonetheless. I think eventually I need to put a laundry sign on the wall over the table. I told Josh that down the road we need to tile the floor and make it look homier. It would be fun, but first we've got more imoportant rooms to set up.