Seven!

Since having a baby I think a lot about all the adults of the world and what they might have been like as babies. I think about how every single person in the whole world has at one time had their butt wiped by another person. I wonder if they were good sleepers and if they cuddled a lot or not and when they got their first tooth. I wonder if they were fussy brats just like they are now. Heh.

At this risk of sounding blasphemous, I wonder A LOT what Jesus was like as a baby. Did Mary and Joseph have to sleep train him? Did he latch well? When did he roll from his back to his front? How often did he have a blowout? Did Joseph bond with him skin-to-skin? And if he was a perfect baby as I imagine he probably was, I'd really love to ask Mary about the reality check of her second kid coming into the picture. Also, when all the people met up with Mary, Joseph, and the Heavenly Babe in the manger, how did they wrap up their time together? Did Jesus wake up crying and they were all like, "Oh, um, I don't know, uhh... Well I guess we better get home now, it's pretty late." And you know Mary's got to be thinking, "Well thanks for the frankincense GUYS that'll be really helpful during those late night feeds and diaper changes."

So anyway. Here's one last thing:

The other day my husband and I were doing the sleep training thing and we were both glued to the baby monitor (which is silly because our place is so small we can literally hear the Tiny fart from the other side apartment - but this monitor has a video so we can see if he starts squirming…which really only robs us of a few more precious, blissful moments of ignorance before we start hearing the squawks - ANYWAY). Emmett was laying on his belly, which makes my husband crazy. Wayne is afraid Emmett will suffocate, like, immediately, if he isn't flat on his back with both nostrils in clear view of the camera at all times. So we're staring at the monitor and the Tiny's legs move and I say, "Ah! His legs are moving!" and Wayne says, "Good that means he's alive." As if he really thought our baby might be dead?! He did. He couldn't see the nostrils so he really thought our baby might be dead. This is just further proof that, even though we have a healthy, thriving, 4-month-old son, Wayne and I are still just two dumb kids figuring ish out hoping we don't kill anyone in the process. #teamwork #responsible #breath #hashtags