I saw the strangest video today. It’s all about the breast crawl. They’ve found that a newborn baby will find it’s way to the breast within 10-60 minutes if placed between the mother’s breasts. Apparently the process is really important in these people’s eye. I thought it was very interesting. If you don’t mind seeing a pair of boobies then give it a watch. I kinda wish I’d tried it. Looks natural and instinctual and um…I can’t find the word…someone help me out.
Anyway, I think I’m started to get a sense of humor about this whole clump of crappy events. I stubbed the same toe last night, it hurt hella bad. Then Brent kicked it in the night last night and I woke up yelling “OUCH!”…what a jerk hey? Ha ha. But I guess it’s all kind of funny in a way anyway, especially because it only hurts when it’s bonked, otherwise it just is a bit achey and tingly so I’m not too jaded about it.
Silas is having some issues. I was near his one ear today and it smelled SO awful that I almost gagged. If I were pregnant that would have sent me worshiping the porcelain god. Terrible, just terrible. So I went fishing. Silas really likes it when I clean out his ears and I always do it with a flashlight and I’m SO careful to not push anything down. The first ear I dipped into had some blood in it, I dunno if I did that, I was very gentle. The other one I hardly stuck the thingy in there and he screamed. He usually makes happy feel good noises when I go in for ear wax surgery. Anyway, he was devastated. I know I know I know I’m not supposed to go in there with a Q tip. I’m always gentle though and I usually can get his plugs out unless they’re hard and then I just leave them longer until they’re softened with oil. His ears plug up with wax like every week, it’s gross. Anyway, yesterday he had a fever too so I’m suspicious. Brent took him to the walk-in like a week ago and he said nothing was there but a lot of wax. I think the stench is awful and un-natural. His ears have always been stinky but this, this is like something crawled in there and died. Yucky. I’m dying to get all that wax out of there though but I shant.
Ikey is doing well. He’s always so stinking happy. Even when he’s aggravated I can still make him smile so easy. He can pick stuff up now but kinda has a hard time bringing it to his mouth so it can easily end up in his eye. Yesterday he sucked on his thumb a bit too…really cute. He’s also rolling over when he wants to which isn’t often. On his tummy he’s easily holding his head up. I took some cute photos of him doing that last night that I’ll post tomorrow. He’ll be 4 months tomorrow, hola! Oh ya, and he’s NINETEEN POUNDS!! Fatso. He’s getting rocked to sleep by his daddy right now…he’s crying…poor puddin. I wish falling asleep was fun.