Have you ever seen a serious wrestlers ears? They have usually been mangled beyond recognition. The grinding on the mat and the general stress that they are constantly put under, over time, transforms them from functional receptors of sound waves into something that wrestlers refer to as “cauliflower ear”…a very suitable nickname for the bulbous mass of flesh stuck to the side of the wrestler’s head. If you want to see an example, click here. I feel somewhat lucky that I emerged from my wrestling days with my ears intact and unscathed. Recently, however, it seems that I may not yet be in the clear of having veggie ears. For some reason, at a very early age, Benson found comfort in rubbing ears…his ears, my ears, your ears, anybody’s ears! Whenever Ben is tired, hurt or sick, he will resort to this soothing action.
I always know when Ben is ready for bed because he will slowly walk over and start rubbing my ear lobe. Ever since Benson was born, we have helped him go to sleep. Reading a book, singing a song, rocking him or just laying by him while he nods off. Throughout all of those methods, the one constant has been the ear pulls. Generally it can take him anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour to fall asleep…ear pulls the entire time. When the nails get a bit long, the damage gets more severe. Basically, I have had raw, scraped and bloody ears for 2 1/2 years now.
I know what you are going to say…”TELL HIM TO STOP!” My thoughts are this though…soon, he will no longer require the ear pulls and another piece of his childhood will be diminished; only our aging memories left to relive the moments if it so chooses to surface. Because of this, I will continue to endure the pain as long as they go on. Even now Benson has started to sleep with a stuffed animal…is this the beginning of the end of the ear pulls?