Welp, I never heard from Joanna so that means a redraw was in order. The new winner is...
Joy, information will be sent to you as to how to claim your prize!!!
Now the new winner has been established, I'm ready to share my wiener story. Littlest Man has been a pretty good sleeper so far. Going about 3-4 hours between feedings. If you're thinking that's not very long, I should let you know Little Miss was up every hour for about a month or two. She was a rough one. Thankfully, her sleepless nights (and mine too) have allowed me to really appreciate my 3-4 hours of sleeping at a time.
Even though I'm appreciative of my sleep, it doesn't mean that I don't drag myself out of bed half awake to nurse and care for my baby. This half awake state I find myself in on numerous nights contributed to quite frankly the most disgusting thing that has happened to me as a mom.
It was about 3am. I had just finished nursing Littlest Man and gently laid him in his bed. As I'm walking out of his room I hear the dreaded squirts. He pooped. Again. I got him up, placed him gently on the changing pad and began to change the freshly soiled diaper. Since he was still sleeping I didn't turn his lamp on. I just used the light from the nightlight. Big mistake.
As I unfastened his diaper, I couldn't see the loaded missile pointed right at me. For a second I couldn't figure out what warm liquid could be shooting me in the face. I wasn't totally awake, but I came to my senses pretty quickly. I was getting peed on...in the face...by my son.
I told you it was something gross. I'm just thankful my mouth was closed. That would have been a whole other level of grossness!
I think I've learned my lesson now. Let Steven change all the diapers. Kidding. Although that would be an awesome solution, the lesson learned it to always turn the light on. Always. Getting shot in the face isn't an experience I would like to repeat ever again. But hey, if you're gonna get shot in the face with urine it might as well be from this little guy...