Turtle Monkey

Today’s post will probably be quick. Elias is currently sleeping in the Moby, but I don’t know how long that will last. He slept fitfully last night, poor thing. He kept flailing his limbs, which would jolt him awake. He isn’t napping very well today either. He’s been pretty fussy so far today and yesterday evening as well. To make matters even better, I was alone last night until 10:30 and tonight Mark’s not due home until 9:30. I’d like to tell myself that maybe Elias is being extra fussy because of missing his daddy, but I think he’s probably just under the weather.

It isn’t as bad as a couple of weeks ago when he was just never awake without being fussy. We’ve played and talked together a couple of times today, but I’ve only had a few smiles. He even let me put him in the swing for about 20 minutes total today. Whenever he’s in it, he seems to be having a serious telepathic conversation with the tucan and tree frog hanging from the plastic leaf above him.

Being fed up with his razor blade nails, I decided to try to clip them with our baby nail clippers I’d tried just filing them because I didn’t trust myself to clip them. I can barely clip my own nails without nicking myself. Sure enough, I accidentally clipped some of the skin on one of his fingers. He wailed and I felt like the worst person alive. His nails do seem much less sharp, but I don’t know if I can go through that again.

Last night Elias didn’t wake up until around 7:30, so he spent a good 90 minutes or so conked out in his swing. I don’t think he was feeling very well though because he had problems falling asleep. I fed him at 11pm and he seemed tired, but when we got into bed he was wiggling all over the place and upset. He didn’t fall asleep until around 2am and that was with me holding his arms down gently so he wouldn’t wave them around and wake himself. He was awake almost nonstop from 7:30pm until 2am. He slept until about 7 this morning.

He seems back to his old self this morning, so hopefully whatever was bothering him last night is over with.

Poor boy has cradle cap and nothing really seems to be helping. We’ve tried putting oil on his head for 15 minutes, gently combing out the flakes and then washing his head, but it doesn’t help too much and it REALLY pisses him off. It’s hard for me to go to such great lengths to treat it when it’s a purely cosmetic problem. His forehead is dry too and no matter how many times a day I file his nails, they’re always as sharp as knives, so he keeps scratching his face as well. My poor little boy’s face looks less than wonderful and perfect. I don’t know how people have such perfect looking babies. I don’t know if I’m doing something wrong, or he’s just a bit of a freak.