The Alaskan winter that I've known since October is over. It's warmer in the 20s and 30s and sunny. The sun is so bright and so close you forget that it's still right at freezing and you put on a light zip up hoodie and you're extremely comfortable. I love it.
But since Adeline's been sick, I'm reduced to only basking in the sun on the living room floor like a cat. She woke me up this morning at 6:45 proclaiming 'I'm not sick anymore, I don't have anymore boogers!' yay! Because she is an awful sick kid, when she has a stuffy nose. It's funny, well not funny at all, that the moment she's over her cold, BOTH babies get the coughs and stuffy noses. So we're all still on lock down, unable to enjoy spring. I'm using this down time to plan all of the parks and trails I plan on visiting. We're crazy close to lakes, woods, ocean, playgrounds, and hiking. And I plan on visiting them all.
The twins had their 6 month doctors appointment, and like usual, they were healthy with nothing to talk about really. I'm super thankful for that. I do ask about Ben's boy parts. I always feel so silly but I'm really not sure what's normal and what's not. So every skin fold, red spot, and wrinkle gets asked about. I'm pretty sure they doc laughs at me in his head.
Clogged nipple pores. Did I just scare some of you away? If you're a male, feel free to skip this part. I've always thought I had dried breastmilk stuck to me, but after reading a random tweet from a LC I'm pretty sure I've got clogged nipple pores. The Internet is evil for people like me. I start worrying that I'll get mastitis or other breast infections. I start worrying that I could have been making more milk, so the the twins wouldn't have to get formula. So I'm going to try and look at this with less emotion. I'll use warm compresses before and after I pump, I'll exfoliate in the shower, I probably won't heat a needle and pierce myself like some advice I read.
It's funny how becoming a parent makes poop, sickness, private parts, and all of the rest not so taboo. It's a normal part of my everyday life.
Another part of my everyday life, earthquakes. They're small, the largest I've felt at only 3.8, but they still frighten me. I start seeing scenes from The Exorcist as the house starts shaking. I don't know how to prepare myself or my family for a big one. I feel like I'd be going overboard if I started packing emergency backpacks with MREs, stocking up in water, etc etc. Maybe I'll slowly stock up, filling a Rubbermaid tub for an earthquake, tsunami, or blizzard. If I do this slowly it'll help me from going crazy about it.
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