So, Lawson has been eating a bit slower today. Not sure if it’s the gas or not, but I am sure that I have a huge wet stain on my inner thigh that looks like I had an accident in my pants, because after attempting to burp him for several minutes, he spit up all over me.
I don’t know what I did to upset the little guy, but he wasn’t done with me after that. I took him to the changing table to change his diaper and it all was going pretty routine, except that he was finishing up peeing just as I was lifting the dirty diaper away from him. There was no way to tell if the diaper missed any urine at the time, but apparently a substantial volume of runoff had permeated the backside of his romper. I noticed this only after I had wiped and changed him. I stripped the romper off of his wet body and wiped him and the table down, then grabbed a sleeper from the drawer and took him upstairs to change.
By now, Lawson is wailing and Sara is calling me from downstairs wondering why I took the battle to higher ground. I needed a dry surface to work with. Before I could lay Lawson on the table the loudest most forceful stream of poop came shooting out from him. I quickly checked for a blowout. It was contained. I caught a break…? I guess? I changed his diaper again and got the sleeper on him. Snapped him all up and picked him up to carry him back down stairs. Then he spit up all over my shirt.
Not cool Lawson. I put him down in his bouncer and he looked at me like this:
WHAT IS THAT?
MARIA says
He looks pissed lol. The joys of parenthood
Elaine says
This made me laugh! Been there, done that……40 years ago!! Babies will be babies!