So...
My Wednesday morning went like this:
Jackson slept from 9-5. I was feeling good and I knew the day was going to be great. I got Jackson up, put him in his swing (its his favorite) and he fell asleep. He woke up just a little while later so we played a little, danced, and I changed him into his outfit for the day. He got hungry so I fed him and then it happened....BOOM... POOP.. I knew it was going to be a big one from the sound of it (ewwwww). So I picked him up and there was already a stain up his back. GREAT! I had just put on his cute outfit. I took him to the changing table to clean him up and there it was...poop all the way to this shoulders. It was everywhere. All over his monitor strap and completely covering his back. GREAT! Now guess what?? Bath time. I finish taking off Jackson's poop clothes and run the bath water. I pick him up and realize I didnt wipe his back off good enough and get poop all over my hand. NICE! I put Jackson in his bathtub and I bathe him. Then, we start over. I get a new monitor strap, a new diaper, and a new outfit. After I finally get him dressed he starts crying because he is still hungry. I told him.. "Lets try this again..."
What a morning huh? And guess what? I wouldn't have it any other way. That is what I missed...being pooped on (ok maybe not.... ), bathing my baby, cuddling, feeding,dancing, singing pure love.
(Oh I put him in size 2 diapers in the morning now to try and prevent these explosions..lol)
