Mommy's Got Really Long Hair (Literally and Figuratively)

My hair's now reaching to my butt, but that's not what I'm going to talk about here. :) You see, when people say, "Uy, ang haba ng hair" here, you know what that means... it's something, uh, flattering. :) Perhaps what happened last night was a testament to that.

So, why am I saying that mahaba ang hair ko? :D Oh well... let me begin this way. Last night was my turn to face Marky's tantrums because it's a weekend and I won't have work at dawn the next day. All I can say is, it was almost a nightmare. He's super wide awake, and I want to sleep already... I give him milk, change his diapers, swaddle him, carry him... and when I stop doing those and just let him be on the bed we made for him, he lets out the most scandalous shriek ever... and yes, he cries. Aside from that, I've been peed on three times, and yes, I know his butt hurts already from diaper rash, so what I did was, I let him be on cloth diapers for as long as he's awake. The result is, I've got a ton of cloth diapers to wash the following day. :o

Anyway, that's still not the story. :) The story's this... when Marky finally decided that he's going to sleep (read: his tummy's full, he smells like a baby once more, his clothes, blanket, and bedsheets have been changed three times due to spilled milk and pee, his butt is now dry and powdered and slapped on with a disposable diaper), I settled on my sleeping position - finally! - still beside him, hugging him and with my face close to him. When I did, he smiled and slept sweetly. Then, I said, "O, Baby, dito naman ako sa isa ko pang baby ha..." (his daddy, who was sleeping beside me). That time, his Daddy already has, for some reason, our entire bedsheet, his blanket and MY blanket wrapped on his body, so what I was planning to do then was to get my blanket off him since I'm feeling cold na rin. I was just motioning to face Daddy when Marky let out a shriek once more, so I have to face him and hug him again. When I did, he smiled and went to sleep. Aba, choosy na bata....

And then, I fell asleep. In the middle of my sleep, I woke up to the feeling of someone licking my lips. Marky was actually sipping my lips, thinking perhaps that it was his pacifier or his milk bottle! Hahaha. But when I told Daddy what Marky did, I said his son kissed me! Hahaha....

Thus said, I have two conclusions:

1.) That Marky views his Daddy as his competition to me (Oedipal complex?); and,
2.) That Marky likes Mommy!

Haha. :D