Okay so….were do I start….. Muffin slept in which was wonderful. I woke up when I felt her trying to get her nip and snuggled in closer. I’m thinking this is a good day. I shot out a few tweets and read some timelines. In our wonderful warm bonding moment I started to smell only what could describe as hot garbage. I’m thinking… really, she still nursing….don’t she know what she has done. I torn between unlatching her and changing her or letting her finish eating and we suffer the smell together. Well, she was really eating and not pacifying herself as she does sometimes. Okay skip it…go on finish eating (with the thinking Ill just lay her and be back up to change her in 30min)…Because I still get sleepy when she nurses I ended up dozing. Bad idea. I woke up a hour later, Muffin was still sleep. I go to get up and I can see the smear of doo-doo up on her stomach. Head to the bathroom and run her tub. I already knew that’s mess was not wash up worthy. Then comes the hard part. How in the hell do I take the t-shirt off with out having doo-doo smudge her face and hair. *think quick* I just cut the t-shirt off. Yes I did. I wiped off as much as I could and got her in the tub. I breathed a sigh of relief and started to wash her up. Not even 5mintues in the clean up….I hear a bubble rumble…horrified..I think no….she wouldn’t….I lift and yes she did….doo-doo in her bath water. HOLY SHYT I’m alone…I really needed some one to hold her while I dump water, cause now she dripping wet of shit. SMH…All the while Muffin is trying to grab the at the poop and fussing cause she can have it. So I just decide its do or die….I make a mad dash and put her in her bouncer, which I’m sure is laced with pins, and glass cause she still screams bloody murder when goes in it. Sit her in front of the bathroom door and get the tub dumped and start running her bath. As the water is filling I decide to just wash her up while it filling so I can be done. Takes all of 15minutes to get her all cleaned up, greased up, and smelling good, dressed to the teeth with no were to go. Now she wide awoke…I’m starving and she is hungry too. Eggs, toast for Muffin and same thing for me just add sausage. Lesson for me…..if Muffin is sleep….she will be changed. That was just too much drama before 12noon.
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I hate to say I’m a new mom seeing as my baby is one years old. However having kids spaced apart can make you forget alot. Take for instance diaper rash. I should of known better than to try some off brand diaper but I was in a pinch and my pockets book was pinched too.
After a week of “those” diapers Muffin got the rash from Hades. She was changed like I always did, about every 2 hours. So I knew right away why she was in the situation I had made. Yes I took full blame for it and felt real bad. Made my way to the store and did a search for some diaper rash cream that would clear her up and not be all year about it.
My eye caught something that said “butt paste” and I thought to myself what a cute name. Upon closer inspection I saw it was a product called Butt Paste. How cute of a name I said. Call me crazy but the catchy name was enough to keep me reading the back of the box. It was a little more pricey than I had intended to pay but I liked what I was reading.
First thing that caught my attention was it was specifically formulated by a pharmacist under the direction of a respected pediatrician to provide diaper rash care. I had seen samples of this in my doctors office but didn’t really pay it any mind. So thinking back and remembering that made me feel a little more secure that this might be the product for me, knowing its pediatrician recommended.
What I liked when using Boudreaux’s Butt Paste Paste was how easy it went on and how easy it cleaned off. That always a plus for any diaper cream. Less mess is best. That my motto. Another plus for me was it smelled good, and it was a flip top. Easy access without the screw tops I had been use to. I always was losing a cap and having a mess in my diaper bag.
Best part in using Boudreaux’s Butt Paste is that my baby rash showed marked improvement in 2 days and was completely cleared up in 4 days. That a winner in my book. I got the large convenient size and had a travel size that stayed in my diaper bag.
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I carried you for 37weeks, 3days and 10hours so even tho you might not believe it, I know some things about you. I know when you are happy and tickled pink by the way you laugh. Not just any laugh either. You have a special kinda "cracking ya ass up" laugh with full on giggles and cute snorts.
I know when you are happy and satisfied by your smiling eyes (yes I said eyes). Which I think are the cutest and biggest I’ve ever seen. (I approve that statement cause I’m the mommy :-) )
I know when you tired, tired of us being all in ya face and just want to be left alone for a little while by the way you start bashing our heads with toys in your reach or the outright smack we tend not to duck.
I know when you are in full throttle all hell as broke loose mode (this includes the crying the whole 45min car ride depending were we was going…only to take a break with a couple of swigs from ya bottle to wet the vocals cords and continue back crying) by the way you hollar and no matter what (besides the nip) we can’t calm you for well over 30min.
Now that was just a few things I wanted to point out…but one other major thing I know is when you are SLEEPY..OH BOY ARE YOU SLEEPY…and little girl, ya arse is giving me a go for my money. Your diaper is changed….your sisters took you, your brother took you and they rotated that for about the last hour…and now I have you. Your tumbling, crawling and banging the wall. I know your crazy,I’m just saying ;-)…but, guess what I got something for crazy babies. Its called "nyquill dipped nips" …*u ready go nite,nite*….~disclaimer~ no nyquill was injured during the dipping of the nippies. J/K!! Lol.
I guess since not having had to deal with babies fighting sleep well over 8yrs ago I forgot what it was it like. So just for you Dear Baby, I’m going to kiss the shit out of you..MAUH! ….and nurse you till you snore, like always.
Funny, as I’m writing this she is settling down. I tell ya Dear Baby…you can’t fight the power of the nip. Sleep my child, sleep. Thank you Dear Baby.