My son peed on his face today. He’s peed on himself before, and of course all over us. Actually, one of the first times my husband changed baby boy in the hospital he peed all over his pant leg! But baby boy has never peed on his face, until now. I’m still getting the hang of this whole diapering thing. And I know probably every little boy has done this at some point. Actually, we’ve had numerous friends tell us that it will happen if you aren’t careful. But for a few seconds I felt like the worst mom in the world.
I’m not going to lie that I got a little teary-eyed. I quickly finished diapering him and washed him off. I texted my husband to lament what a dufus I was and he assured me it was fine. My son was completely unfazed. He could care less that he had just been peed on and that then mom frantically started wiping his face with wash clothes. He just stared at me the whole time. And looking at his little face I couldn’t help but laugh! Here I was completely worried about this tiny little moment, and he could care less! It was a reminder that all these little things that I stress over really aren’t that big of a deal.
My husband and I have been peed on and spit up on more times than I can even count. Just the other day baby boy spit up on two outfits at once while I was changing him! He went through 4 outfit changes and I went through 2 before it was even 11am. Everyone keeps telling me its really not that much spit up, but man, it seems like it just soaks our clothes and it looks like so much!
I never thought that I would be ok with spit up and drool and pee and poop. But being a mom you really have no choice but to get on board and be cool with all of this bodily fluid. I quickly had to learn how to properly put on the size diapers, because if they are not tight enough pee or poop will leak out everywhere. Of course it happen on one of my first trips out of the house. And because God definitely has a sense of humor, it was a cold day and I somehow only brought one extra onesie that was short sleeves. Little man has about 50 long sleeved onesies and I don’t have one..
Most days I still feel like I’m doing everything wrong. But if there’s one thing that I’m learning from all this, it’s that motherhood really is just a series of trials and errors, so I’m trying not to cry over spit up milk.