50 Weeks: Shoo-Wee Shoo-Wee Everywhere!
I‘m not kidding, I keep finding it in the most bizarre places. The past week my sick little guy has managed to “shoo-wee” in his crib, the tubby, the living room rug, the nursery rug, our bed, my lap and oh, I haven’t bothered to put the changing pad cover on in days. I find myself inspecting every diaper searching for the smallest piece of something solid and counting the minutes after meals.
On top of that I’m 90% sure that he has teeth coming in and he has a cold.
This all began, literally the day I stopped breast-feeding. So serve a sick baby with a scoop of “mommy-guilt.” I can’t help but assume that it’s connected somehow.
It’s either that, or it’s nature’s way of telling me that the “baby fever” I was starting to get is a bad idea (at least for now).
The thing is, how in the world are women supposed to function when their babies are this sick (the only reason I’m able to write this blog is because he’s sleeping–thank God)? It may look like I’m having having a conversation or reading an article, but the truth is my mind is really focused on what’s going on in my child’s diaper.
If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to open another container of Clorox wipes and start another load of laundry (in extra hot).