Wednesday, February 2, 2011


Today is momentous.
In my opinion at least.
Today I feel like I was officially initiated in to motherhood.

Sure, in these last 3 weeks I've popped a baby out of me, been at my wits end with a screaming newborn, haven't gotten more than a solid 4 hours of sleep, been pooped on, peed on, puked on, etc... but none of that made me feel more like a mom than today.

After burping my sleepy babe just after a feeding there was puke... everywhere. So while I was cleaning up myself and her, I laid her down on my lap. The old familiar sound of a freshly soiled diaper rang through the air. I thought nothing of it, finished cleaning Izzie's face and picked her up to continue the burping. Only to discover her entire back was covered and I mean covered in poop. Her brand new white jammies, the color of mustard.

I took Izzie to the changing table trying my best not to contaminate the just washed cover (side note: I know it's a changing table cover and meant to be gross-i-fied but I had just washed it). All while doing this I must have jostled Izzie a little too much because she starts spitting up again. She starts to choke a little on her puke, so I have to pick up her naked only halfway clean body and have to pat her poop covered back all the while she was puking on me. I was literally waiting for her to pee on me.

No worries. I was laughing at myself the entire time.

So there you have it.

Official mom, signing off.


  1. Oh hon! I'm sorry! That's no fun!

  2. Well humor is definitely the best way to look at it. I am glad she is alright, and you are phycially unscathed from the poop-i-fied experience. Initiation accomplished. I am sorry, that is pretty aweful. But at least its a poop story worth telling.

  3. umm... i didn't know you had a blog. I just happen to find you through mara's. How are things going. Can I just say your daughter is beautiful!