The true joys of parenthood have now been realized. Picture this...I am taking a nice, much needed nap and Aaron runs in not once, not twice, not three times...but FOUR times to get new diapers within 2 minutes. What the heck? Turns out she had poop--and lots of it. I decided I should get up and help. She was happy as a clam and all cleaned up by the time I got out to the front room. It was then time for her to eat. I made up a bottle and sat down with her for our favorite interactive time. She was almost done with the whole three ounces and she projectile vomited ALL over me, herself, the floor...anything within a five foot radius. I just kind of sat there, stunned. Aaron rushed over and started wiping me off, and took Kara. I still sat. I peeled off my clothes, put them in the dirty pile bag in the suitcase (dreading the moment when I actually get home and have to DO that bag of laundry) and put on clean clothes. She was so covered and since it was in her hair we gave her another bath. Of course she never made a peep throughout this whole experience, not one whimper, not one look of discontent. The bath finished up and she was all wrapped in her hoodie towel being held and warmed by Daddy when she decided to pee all down his shirt and the towel. Of course by now I am laughing my head off and amazed at how many orificaces she can empty at once. Ah, this is great! This picture is of her after her bath as we wait for her head to begin spinning.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
And for my next act...
The true joys of parenthood have now been realized. Picture this...I am taking a nice, much needed nap and Aaron runs in not once, not twice, not three times...but FOUR times to get new diapers within 2 minutes. What the heck? Turns out she had poop--and lots of it. I decided I should get up and help. She was happy as a clam and all cleaned up by the time I got out to the front room. It was then time for her to eat. I made up a bottle and sat down with her for our favorite interactive time. She was almost done with the whole three ounces and she projectile vomited ALL over me, herself, the floor...anything within a five foot radius. I just kind of sat there, stunned. Aaron rushed over and started wiping me off, and took Kara. I still sat. I peeled off my clothes, put them in the dirty pile bag in the suitcase (dreading the moment when I actually get home and have to DO that bag of laundry) and put on clean clothes. She was so covered and since it was in her hair we gave her another bath. Of course she never made a peep throughout this whole experience, not one whimper, not one look of discontent. The bath finished up and she was all wrapped in her hoodie towel being held and warmed by Daddy when she decided to pee all down his shirt and the towel. Of course by now I am laughing my head off and amazed at how many orificaces she can empty at once. Ah, this is great! This picture is of her after her bath as we wait for her head to begin spinning.
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I am laughing so hard! Welcome to parenthood! Kara has now completed your initiation! I love the pic too- she is so alert!
Ok, I've been waiting for you to write a blog like this one!!! It's going to be fun sharing many more mommy stories like this one together!
Did you see my blog? I love my little Kara Lou!
This post made me laugh until I had tears in my eyes. I can picture the whole thing and wow does Kara know how to go for it big time. So funny!
I love the new look of the blog too!
We found out about your new addition from Marci's blog. Congratulations on your beautiful baby! We are so excited for you!
Jim and Kim Nelson
Congratulations- Happy 1 week Old! well, 1 week and 12 hours now! Glad to see the initiation went well, now you just have to sacrifice 30 of those stupid little peep ducks to a rabid rottweiler. Oh, and it has to be on a cruise ship in a 55 Chevy Convertible.. Silly things I forgot to add! We hear you fly out tomorrow, it's bittersweet, but I wish you a safe flight.. It was Aarons mom who said "her feet will never touch the ground" I am holding her to that. We love you guys, and your families (all million of em) and are so thankful for the love that we know you will give. I shall go before I end up having to have my own blog!
One more little comment before it's off to try and get some sleep. Didn't you get forewarned about projectile bodily fluids.. Neice posing for a picture or something like that! I even think the B-Mother gave ya a heads up on the projectile vomit part! Just wait 'til solid food diapers.. Yummmy.. I will miss them, but am also glad you won't miss them! haha.. Love ya'all
I believe they call that "baptism by fire," right?? Glad to hear you're laughing through it all.
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