Matthew Monday

Little dude continues to grow by leaps and bounds. It's time for Matthew Monday!

Age: 5 months on Wednesday!

Stats: I'll weigh you on Wednesday but my guess is he'll crack 18 pounds.

Current milestones: Still working on those teeth. Slow and steady seems to be your motto. The swelling will come and plague you for a couple of days, and then it will subside again. You've just recently begun really working your hands cooperatively with each other, mainly to pick things up and put them in your mouth. Your favorite thing is to grab someone's hands and pull knuckles into your mouth so you can gnaw on them, presumably corresponding with your teething. You'll put anything hard you can find in there. It's especially cute-when I have you sitting on my chest, you like to lean over and bite the bridge of my nose or my chin.


Current loves: You still love Sophie with your whole little heart.


The only one you really love more than Sophie is Daddy. Every time you see daddy, you give him a huge, gigantic smile. It's a smile you only have for him. It melts mommy's heart to see, but mommy wouldn't mind if you had a special smile for her, too. The other love of your life is your new jumperoo. Every day you bounce higher and higher. Mommy is very grateful for the nice Craigslist lady who sold it to us for $15.


Unfortunately for your poor Exersaucer, it's now oft neglected. Maybe mommy and the Exersaucer can console each other.

Current dislikes: You're still not a big fan of naps, but you're taking them more compliantly now.

Current disposition: Becoming more easy-going. You've been napping better, you don't throw as many fits in your carseat, you like to stare at anyone around you. You're definitely my observant little-dude. You like to sit and take everything in. When you're happy, you squeal with delight. When you have something to say, you chatter very loudly. But for the most part, you just like to chill and stare wide-eyed at the world and everything in it.


Now for a not-so exciting update on mommy. Something is just "off" with me. I don't feel myself. I'm beyond exhausted again, and I'm feeling reclusive, which is very unlike me and the only two other times I've really felt that way were during my pregnancy when I was so sick, and immediately post-partum. I'm having nightmares and anxiety. Matthew still isn't a good sleeper at night (the most I get is 4-5 hours consecutively), but I'm more tired than his sleep habits would explain. I'm having some blood labs drawn tomorrow and then I'll go see my doctor on Thursday to see if we can get to the bottom of things and see why I feel so funky. I hate not feeling like myself and this exhaustion feels very hard to get out from under. I'd sure appreciate your prayers for some answers and solutions!