Bedtime Troubles

Ever since our vacation to Disney World, Noah has gotten terrible with his sleeping habits. Lately every night is like pulling teeth. He screams when it's bed time...even if we push back bed time till 10. It doesn't matter if it's 8:30 or 10, it's always a challenge.

His latest dilemma is that he is afraid of the dark. I'm not sure when this came about but this is what he is saying he is afraid of. To fix this problem we bought him a new night light right by his bed. This hasn't helped at all.

Noah will stay in his bed till about 2AM and then he creeps into our bed. It's not a snugly experience, but more like getting beat up in the middle of the night! He kicks constantly and makes random hand movements which feels like he is hitting you in the face. It makes for a great sleep...not.

This past week, Noah woke up with quite an elaborate story. He woke up with a few swollen bites on his leg and had an interesting story to tell about. "Mommy, Jar Jar Binks came into my room and drug me by the leg from my big boy room to my baby room!" he explained. First off, I had to google who Jar Jar Binks was.



Clint had to explain to me that Jar Jar Binks was actually a good guy. Hmm. Quite the dream.

Last night was no better with Noah. Around 2AM he came into our bed and kicked me like crazy! It's rough sleeping I tell you. Not to mention that you are woken up every few minutes by it. Around 4AM, Clint put him back in his bed. Noah then whined for over an hour.

I didn't know the solution, so I took Noah into the den and put him on one of our couches while I took the other couch. Ahh, at least I had a bit more of sleep.

Hopefully my next blog update is about how well Noah is sleeping, here is to wishful thinking!

#2

Yahoo! We are expecting #2. We couldn't be more excited. Noah insists that it's a baby sister. We find out the sex next week and are having a gender reveal party on Friday, stay tuned!

The Puppy Who Lost Its Way

Last week we were at the happiest place on earth...when we received some unhappy news.

My father in law who was watching our puppy called to tell us he was lost. I think my heart skipped a beat. How did this happen?

"LOST? What do you mean lost?" was the first thing that I said when Clint told me the news. How can he be lost? Uneaux has only gotten out one time in almost 6 years and that was b/c I accidentally let him outside not knowing Clint had the garage door open. OOps.

Uneaux has never tried to dig out or anything and chihuahuas aren't known to dig holes under fences.

You can just imagine how nervous and upset I was while we got this call around 10PM last Tuesday. Clint's dad just was going to go home because he said he did all the searching he could do. I think this video summed up how I felt at this point.



If you know me well, you will know Billy Madison is my all time favorite movie so it's fitting on many levels.

Clint and I sat in Epcot just loss for words on what to do. Fly home? Drive home? We had many thoughts entering our heads and no clear solution to the problem.

Our street is between 2 busy streets and we have a 6lb black chihuahua who was lost at night...we are obviously thinking the worst. I immediately thought to call my friend Ann and ask her to look for the pup.

I called Ann up hysterically crying and trying to explain to her the situation. She agreed to go over and see if she could find Uneaux. She went over and checked out the neighborhood but couldn't find him. She said she would go back the next day and put up fliers. What a great friend!



The next morning, my father in law received a few calls of Uneaux being seen by neighbors but nobody was able to catch him (chihuahuas are super fast!). I called Ann to see if she could go over and see if she could find him. Well, not too long after we hung up I get a call from Ann. "GUESS who is in my car?" she said, oh my god she found him! I'm pretty sure I started crying at that point.

Crazy story but my friend Vanessa's grandmother lives directly across the street from me and Ann was talking to her saying how she doesn't know how she will find Uneaux. Well, she looked over and he was on a neighbors porch! Ann said Vanessa's grandmother ran after and caught Uneaux. How awesome is that?

Phew...I felt like I could finally breathe again knowing Uneaux was safe and sound. I'm lucky to have such a great friend who was willing to go and search for my pup multiple times. In Disney, I got her a Pluto glass monogrammed with "dog catcher" on the back. Teehee.

Needless to say, once we all got home with gave Uneaux the biggest hug!