Our poor peanut has been constipated the last few days. Last night, she really fought going to bed. As my frustration started to set in, all of a sudden, her cries became horrid. It turned out that Peanut had vomitted. Oh, the poor baby. She was so scared. And Mommy felt so guilty for forcing her to be in her crib to sleep. Sigh. It got onto side of her face, neck, hair, blanket. Luckily I did put couple of cloth diapers underneath her head and caught quite a bit of the vomit. I had to turn on the lights, clean her up, change her clothes. She was just so unhappy with all of that. She just wanted to lay on my shoulder to sleep. I ended up holding her, while she slept, for a couple of hours before putting her back down in her crib again.
She awoke at 3am screaming. Feeling really bad for the Peanut, I held her till 4:20am. Then she woke up at 5am wanting to eat. Finally, she felt like her normal self, and drifted back to sleep in her crib.
She didn't get up until 9am this morning! I think last night really tired her out. Then guess what happened this morning? A poopy! Oh my gosh, who knew one could get so excited about a poopy diaper! Oy, what has my world become?
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You have no idea how many more times you will celebrate poopies.
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