31st January 2008
Well, the day started off with a bang. It seems J’s diaper wasn’t on well last night. Fellow parents are cringing, knowing what that means. Yes, it fell off, and yes, it was a Large Mess inside his footy pj’s this morning. Whew! He needed a quick washing off in the tub, but I didn’t do my usual toweling set-up on the counter. Instead, I lifted him out to the floor, reaching up to grab the towel. Quick little bugger tried to run off, and slipped on the bathroom tile, cracking his bottom lip open.
Poor boy. I felt terrible. He sucked on a frozen teething ring for a few minutes, and I though it would be no big deal. It got bigger as the day wore on and looked worse and worse… you know, thanks to munching on crackers, tomatoes, other nicely salted and acidic snacks that he demanded. By naptime, he popped his pacifier in his mouth, sucked for a sec, and started wailing and threw it at me. He grabbed his little lip and cried and cried. He sobbed for half an hour as I was trying to get Analise to nap, finally collapsing for an hour.
At dinner, he didn’t want much to eat,and he kept grabbing his lip, saying "Occh". I put some Oragel on it, hoping it’d make it feel numb enough to use his pacifier, and sure enough, he put it right in his mouth, rolled over, and I haven’t heard a peep from him. Poor tired boy. The pharmacist said I could use it as often as I needed tonight, and hopefully, the swelling will be down and it will have healed a bit overnight. I’m sure this isn’t the last fat lip we’ll deal with!
I have to share how cute he’s been lately. He’s full of words, and he’s working so hard to communicate with us. One funny thing is that you’ll never believe is that he recognizes the Great Sphinx in an "Where in the World is Elmo?" book. The first time we opened the book, he pointed right at it and said, "Sfix!" I couldn’t believe it, but he has seen it on a Little Einsteins episode that the kids have watched several times.
I just pulled the wooden train set back out, and he’s been busy playing with it. He’ll come running up to me with a piece of track, saying "Boke, mama", tugging me in to fix it. His favorite word lately is "hippo", with an emphasis on the HIP. So cute. And he’s still figuring out what to call Analise. But he called Abigail, our babysitter, "A-bagel" yesterday. I love hearing him talk! I’m sure we’ve got plenty of toddler issues on the horizon, but I do love this stage of watching him learn so quickly. He’s becoming such a little boy, it’s amazing!
I’d better sign off to get some sleep, in case he decides he can’t sleep because of his fat lip tonight… ‘Later!