It's almost 4 a.m.
Baby Gray and I have been up since 1:30. Which is actually great since I was expecting him to wake up at 2330.
In between feeding and changing and feeding and changing and burping and changing him...and gazing into his soulful eyes... I've been reminded of a few things I'd forgotten over the last three years:
*Babies poop every time they eat. (And they eat a lot.)
But sometimes they poop more than that.
Sometimes they eat and then poop and then poop again five minutes later.
And then again two minutes later...
...and then a little more while you're changing that third one.
*Baby legs are strong! How are such tiny little legs so strong? I can barely control them to change his diaper!
*Baby heels instinctively retract directly into any applied diaper cream, (and/or baby poo...) then spring back out spreading said diaper cream to opposite leg, jammies, mom's hands and dad's leather chair. (Yeah, so maybe I shoulda put a changing pad down. Sue me.)
*Diaper cream is extremely hard to remove. So is mustard poo.
*Baby hands instinctively grab for their wettest, slimiest area once the diaper is removed...then proceed to spread said slime to stomach, face, mommy's arm, and dad's leather chair.
(Let up on the chair, will ya?)
*Baby boys in little baby boy nightie/sleep sacks are the cutest thing EVER!!!
*Happy, clean, full-bellied, heavenly-smelling babies staring intently up at your face...
...even at 4 am...
are worth it.
P.S. One day I'll put make-up on again before having my picture taken...but not today.