Sadly, I think this time around these need qualifiers so that you don't think our household is totally insane.
- Can you unplug the baby so I can move her? The thing about having a baby hooked up to machines 24/7 is that at some point you start referring to the cords/wires as though they are a part of her. Like you have some sort of crazy Matrix-fied baby.
- I got the booger out on the second try! One of us is having a really hard time using the hand held suction bulb
- Did you know that your mommy is crazy? Actually, that one's been said by both of us a lot.
- Why is there a piece of paper in the car that says NIPPLES? For bottles y'all. For bottles. But I can see where that might really throw off my husband.
- Hey, why does the baby smell like bacon? So, she has to wear this little belt to hold her electrodes on and she sweats like a linebacker under that thing.
- I just caught baby throw up with my hands. With my hands. Jeff's first time experiencing projectile reflux. For some reason, he thought it would be a good idea to try and catch it. Maybe it's some sort of athletic reflex. Luckily, I'm not at all athletic so I just point her at the nearest bare spot on the floor and mop it up afterwards. I'm pretty sure I have the better idea here.
– I have a lot of questions to answer/stuff to post about this week: how we are adjusting, how she is doing (working on a part of the blog for just her updates), our march for babies walk, etc. I'd like to ask for your prayers as I finish prayerfully composing my post for tomorrow. I want to address a sensitive subject that I am currently dealing with and my hope on those sorts of posts is always to have a graceful heart in it. Thank you.
