Monday, July 19, 2010

10 months and 2 baths later....

...it happened. Our first, the poopsplosion of epic proportions. I have heard of them, felt bad for the parents and silently thought, Thank God that hasn't happened to us. Don't get me wrong, she had a few blowouts, stained a few outfits but mostly it was contained. But tonight as we celebrated her 10 months in the world, after chatting with Grammy and Grampy, I was christened with arms full of poo.

It did not go well. I realized it was all over me and beckoned for help. We shimmied the jammies off of her and B gave her her second bath of the evening. She was not happy, I was squirming from the poo. Not something I want to relive, but after getting new jammies and a bottle she settled into sleep.

I only have one thing to say before I head to bed after dealing with what the hubby has called the Crisis, ICK!

1 comments:

Liz said...

UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH. SO gross.