I'm going to take advantage of this rare moment of quiet and tell you all a funny story.
(Of course, as I type that, my son releases the loudest poop next to me - I have a feeling I'm going to be full of funny stories to tell!)
I realize that I should be napping, since Katy is at my mother-in-laws and Mikey is sleeping next to me, but this is too good a story not to share. Oh, and I'm on my second cup of coffee.
First, let me update you real quick on the happenings here: Mikey was born last Wednesday. Katy had been prepped as much as a two-year-old can be on how things were going to change and what all was coming. He came home on Friday.
There. Now you're caught up enough to fully appreciate the following story.
Friday night, we decide to give Mikey his first "bath." And by bath, I mean washrag wipedown because he still has his umbilical stump. We get everything ready, lay a towel down on the floor so that we are in a great position for big sister Katy to watch the events and help out where she can.
I strip off his sleeper and get ready to take off his diaper when he lets loose. He hadn't pooped for about 36 hours prior (which we were NOT worried about because he pooped 8 times in the first day he was out - he had to build his supply back up!). Of course, we're all VERY excited and praised him on his impeccable timing. He seemed to be finished, so I pulled off his diaper and, whoa, was there a lot of poop!
Naturally, his big sister is quite curious. And here's where the story gets REALLY funny. Katy gets one good look at the diaper and loudly exclaims, "OH GROSS!!!!!"
But it gets better.
He continues to poop. So now, not only is she seeing what had already come out of him, but is getting a front row seat of it pumping out of his little bottom. I'm not exaggerating at all when I say she starts violently gagging. Not theatrical gagging. Not 2-year-old fake gagging. No. Really gagging. I look up and she has tears in her eyes and she's staring at me as though she's completely shell-shocked and can't help but stare. I yell to Mike that he needs to get in here fast because Katy's going to vomit everywhere! Luckily, she didn't, but she was really close, I could tell.
After finally getting that all taken care of, Mikey's very next step is to pee all over Mommy and the carpet. It took Daddy a few seconds to realize what was happening, but once he did, the laughing could not be stopped. All of us had tears in our eyes (for varying reasons, I think it took Katy a little while to forget the horrors that she witnessed). It was definitely a first bath to remember.
And that is the story about the first time that Mikey grossed out his big sister.
I'll leave you with this:
Our very first family photo, approximately 2 hours after Mikey was born
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