Sometimes, You Just Gotta Laugh

Ok, I need to type this up quickly before I forget, or life gets in the way.....

The past 2 days here in Brazil, summer has shown up. It's gotten hot, and very quickly. It's been in the 90's the past 2 days, and I haven't been very happy about it. Pregnancy and heat just don't seem to go very well together. We do have a few air conditioners in a few rooms, and a few ceiling fans, but of course, never in the rooms where you need them, when you need them.

While I have complained, Camden has been a trooper. As you can tell from the previous post, we just get out the hose and play in the cold water. He loves it! Well, tonight when he's trying to sleep, it's a little bit of a different story. Usually Camden is a champion sleeper. He sleeps consistently 12+ hrs a night, plus a long nap during the afternoon. I really can't complain at all. He's always been a good sleeper. But of course, some things get in the way of sleep sometimes, like colds, fevers, vomit, and now, the heat.

About an hour ago I hear Camden crying. I went into his room, which has the ceiling fan going full blast, and it was still super hot. When I picked him up he was sweating. He had a onsie on, so I took that off and just left him in his diaper. I left and thought he'd be off to dream land.....not so much. I went in one other time a few minutes later, and nothing was wrong...he was just hot.

I've got the monitor on while I'm sitting here on the computer listening for him. Well, just a few minutes ago I heard him kinda talking and whining. I thought I'd just wait it out. Then he started calling for me. Not crying, just yelling, "MaMae" (mama in Portuguese), "MaMae". So I decided to go check it out, probably give him a few stern words of "Camden! It's na-night time. NA-NIGHT!" And then leave....that was my plan...and I was a little aggitated that he wasn't sleeping yet.

I turned on the lights in the room beside his, because I cannot see at all in the dark. When I opened the door, he was sitting on his bed. I went over to him and started to tell him to go to sleep, and lay him back down. As I was laying him down, he said "MaMae" again, and handed my something. His Diaper! Yes, I guess he really was hot! And I couldn't help but start laughing, because it was just one of those funny moments. Then of course, he thought it was REALLY funny. I tried to regain composure and put on a new diaper and tell him that's a "No, NO!". Then I found a light pair of shorts to put on over his diaper, to help with the naked baby syndrome. :) At least he "told" me what he did!!!

I pray that he can go to sleep now and cool off a little.....and of course keep his diaper on throughout the night. Otherwise, that could be one big mess in the morning!