Ever notice how moist and damp life becomes after having babies? There’s a million damp situations to deal with every day. Pee, leaking pee, peeing during a diaper change, spit up, wet breast pads, sloppy nursers getting milk everywhere, spurting breasts all over the babies face when they take the latch off, drool, mystery wet spots, sweat. Say what? Sweat? Yes in my case there’s a lot of sweat. Isaac sweats like a 13 year old Neanderthal Man on a very hot day. This usually only occurs while nursing and I can’t decide if it’s actually funny or incredibly gross. I’m on the fence with that one. It’s kind of entertaining because I can give him fun hairstyles with his soaking hair while he nurses. I find myself playing in the sweat a lot. I’m kind of weirded out by the back of his hand sweat though. Yes, there’s sweat pouring out of the back of his hands. I can’t touch them, it bothers me. I swear I might have to break out the Degree for that boy soon. Silas has stinky feet and Isaac has B.O.! Well the stinky feet part is true, which is also slightly alarming.
It is insanely humid here right now which is making the moisture issue even more of an…issue. Everything everywhere is just feeling damp. I swear mushrooms are going to start growing, not only in my damp dark bra but perhaps dark corners of the house. I actually had mushrooms growing in the first car I owned. It leaked so there were puddles in the back seats and mushrooms were sprouting. It was my little garden I could take with my anywhere. Lovely.
Anyway, time to indulge in a bit more moisture, the dishes need a wash. Someone put me to sleep and wake me up when I own a dishwasher again. I’ll let you know if I actually do the dishes or play on Facebook instead. I’m bidding on the latter.
So Silas got up early so no dishes or facebook *sigh*