Rewards From Him




Psalm 127: 3
Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him.

Psalms 139: 13-16
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.
When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Our Personal Looney Bin

Things have been crazy around here.  We just had a baby, so that's to be expected right?  Somehow our little family manages to take crazy to next level.  Here is an example of one night last week, where all the crazy came together in perfect synchronicity to make one big wacko night!
I got Noah to bed, which usually happens around nine o'clock.  It seemed like a normal night as I drifted quickly to sleep.  Little did I know what my three angels had in store for me!

1:00 am-Noah gets up for his first feeding.  For some unknown reason he doesn't want to go back to sleep.  It takes me until 1:45 to get him to sleep
1:45 am-Drift off to sleep again.
2:45 am-I wake up to a someone staring at me.
     Sophie-"Mommy..."
     Me-"What?"
     Sophie-"I need a drink."
     Me-"Take a drink of my water and go back to bed.  Shut the doors quietly please."
     I get out of bed to shut the door she left open.
3:00 am-OMYWHATISTHATSTARINGATME!?!?!?
     Sophie is perched on her toes on Matt's side of the bed, staring down at me(he was in the bathroom).
     Sophie-"Mommy...."
     Me-"Sophie go to bed."
     Sophie-"But, Mommy..."
     Me-Sigh.."What Sophie?"
     Sophie-"Why..."
     Me-"Sophie go to bed."
     Sophie-"But Mommy!  The toilet won't shut flush!"
     Me-"Sophie, Mommy is very tired and I need sleep, please go back to bed, I don't care about the toilet. and shut the doors quietly on the way out."
     I get out of bed to shut the door she left open.
4:00 am-Noah wakes up to be fed.  He goes back to sleep really easily.
4:30 am-Someone is staring at me again.
     Jack-"Mommy..."
     Me-"What do you need Jack?"
     Jack-"I had a bad dream."
     Me-"Give me a kiss and go to back to bed."  (What I really want to say? "You did not have a bad dream,
             you aren't even a little bit scared right now!  STOP WAKING ME UP!")  "Shut the door quietly on
             your way out."
     I get out of the bed to shut the door he left open...what in the world is wrong with these kids that they
     can't shut a door????
5:30 am-Noah gets up for his last feeding of the night.
6:30 am-Noah wakes up for good.  I ask Matt as he is getting ready for work if that was the craziest night
      ever.  He asks me what I am talking about.  And that my friends is the most amazing part of it all.  He
      slept through ALL of it!  How is that even possible?

And here is a little visual of silliness, because I don't like to post without pictures.

  

1 comment:

Paige Taylor Evans said...

What a day! Hope things are calming down now!