Of all four of my children, Freddie's belly button scabby thing persisted the longest. Previously, Sam held the record at three weeks exactly, but Fred's lasted three weeks and four days. This photo was taken yesterday, and today the little brown stump finally fell off.
And guess what? I was sad.
Young Fred is going to be my last baby, and because of that I have been cherishing all of the fleeting newborn things. His little squeaks, the milia here and there on his face, and yes, even the belly button scab.
So even though I've never done so before, I'm contemplating keeping the stump. Gross, true, but my hormonal sentimentality doesn't care. Do you?
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I kept Jake's for awhile. I even considered eating it. I blame it all on the hormones.
Strangely, I can't remember....but I blame hormones for everything nowadays.
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