So, with the introduction of foods has come very interesting developments with H... in the bowel region.
My normal "let's go #2 once a week breastfed baby" now likes to go about 37 times a day.
I may or may not be exaggerating - I like to keep you guessing mid-week.
Recently these new developments led to a very fun Code Brown Situation in public.
As I waited in line at Savages - a scrumptious bakery here in B'ham - with H in my arms, I noticed lots of people looking at him. Of course, being the proud mommy that I am, thought "Oh, look, they think my baby is so cute and precious. That must be why we're garnering so many looks."
Then I smelled it. And crossed my fingers that the bakery scent would cover it until we departed.
Getting back to the car (whilst balancing some boxes of
calorie-free goods) and putting H in his car seat, I saw the path of destruction.
Exploding out of his cute smocked outfit, down both his legs, across my waist, smears down both my arms...
Did I mention I was wearing a white cardigan?
It gets worse.
Since I had about 2 baby wipes left in the diaper bag that day, I used them on Precious Babe and rode home covered in the Poo.
With the heat on.
Imagine that smell.
Should I tell you there was smear on my face when I checked the rear view mirror?
Does that make you laugh harder?
Love, First Time Mommy