I have SO much to catch up on. Let me start with I believe it was Saturday night the 5th. You were fussy all night long. You just weren't sleeping very well. You had a runny nose and I think you had swallowed a lot of the mucus into your stomach. As I was patting your back and you suddenly threw up all over my shoulder. It smelled like adult throw up. You didn't get any on you so I quietly laid you down and threw my shirt on the floor as quickly as possible. Later that same night I was nursing you in bed when you threw up a TON of breast milk all over the bed. Now I was extremely lazy and exhausted at this point. I decided instead of making Greg get up and change the sheets I would just put a towel over it. (It didn't smell)
The next night I got into bed, found a towel in my way, threw it on the floor and went to sleep. You screamed and cried and fussed. It was a long and awful night. About half way through I remembered what the towel had been on the bed for but once again I was just plain too tired to care and I kept on trying to sleep. After being away from 5 am to 8 am I decided to get up. We weren't getting any sleep anyways. As I was walking you around I noticed you would tense up and push then cry. It finally dawned on me you were probably constipated since you hadn't pooped recently. I called up Aunt Shawna, who is a constipation expert, and asked what to do. She informed me to stick a bulb syringe up your little bum and squeeze warm water up there to help loosen things up. I laid you down and got to work. You didn't seem to mind it too much but nothing was happening. I kept putting more and more water in there. Finally I decided to do it one more time. Well as I pushed the water in you decided to push. Thus causing me to get sprayed from my chin to my stomach in butt water. I was so exhausted there was only one thing to do, laugh. I laughed and laughed. It was pretty hilarious.
I then realized I needed a shower and you probably did too. So I scooped you up and took you in the bath with me. As I was filling it up I happened to glance back at you and see you surrounded by poopy water. You pooped! That was the good news. The bad news was now I had to get rid of the poop. Most of it went down the drain but there was some chunks that couldn't fit. We were out of toilet paper so I couldn't just scoop it up and dump it. So I grabbed the closest bath toy and began to smash that poop down the drain. It took a good bit of time but finally all the poop was gone!
It was quite an eventful couple of days to say the least! I love you silly girl!
Love,
Mom
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