in the last few days his fingers have become so chapped, swollen and red that i felt like i really needed to do something before they split open and became infected. so, after a few failed attempts to gently coax him away from this habit i finally went to my cousins house and we sewed some socks on the ends of his pajama sleeves.
i tried so hard to make it all okay. i even picked the socks that feel like his special blanket and puppy dog so that he can still rub his face. i put vaseline on his fingers and got him ready for bed in his new mean-mommy-altered pajamas. he was doing great and we enjoyed some singing/snuggle time. then, i put him in his bed, said goodnight, and told him how much i love him (this is when he usually puts his fingers in his mouth...) he cried, he screamed, he shrieked. it only lasted for 8 minutes, but to me it felt like 8 hours.
now, he is sleeping. we'll have to see how the rest of the night goes... (i have a feeling it won't be good), but right now i'm feeling thankful that babies don't remember everything. sigh.
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So, how did it turn out? Did both mother and baby survive?
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