Saturday, August 16, 2008

Baby Balls


Let me be very clear...I love my new baby. Love spending time with him, watching him to the point it could be considered stalking, making him feel happy and loved. Just because you love something does not make it easy to clean. For example I love our shower, but mildew is a bitch.

Cleaning poop off a baby scrotum is no easy task. Obviously the scrotum is unlike ceramic tile or hardwood. I cannot use harsh-bristled-brushes or bleach on a scrotum. Poop embeds itself in the tiny wrinkles and I am left with a wimpy baby wipe to ever-so-gently clean up the goods.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Tiny can be taxing

I had a baby July 22. The physical act of having the baby is challenging and exhausting. The act of living with and parenting a baby seems somehow more difficult than those seemingly endless contractions. I believe it is a torture tactic to have sleep interrupted over and over again. One day turns into several days and then weeks have gone by and I am still wearing my pajamas and am unclear the last time I have showered or eaten.

I am currently looking into a drug habit of any kind of uppers. This is the only way I see getting through this.
The saving grace is that my husband and I have a stunning and healthy baby. He already seems far more intelligent than we are. I am hoping that he will act as both a tax write-off and our accountant by next April.