Mom Breaks

I love being a mom. I love watching my son grow and explore and learn more about the world each day. I love sitting and snuggling at 4am while he eats. I love getting to kiss his chunky little cheeks. To be honest though, sometimes I just need a break. I call them "mom breaks". I need that time with friends or heck even just to go run errands where I don't have to be responsible for his every need. I don't have to be the one to jump up when he cries or try to get him to sleep when he's fighting it so hard. For this I give great praise to my wonderful husband who sees my need and lets me go before I have a break down. He is such a hands on dad and I couldn't love this more about him. He's working to support us and yet when he gets home at the end of a long day he still uses his time to love on his son and to give me a break. For this I can never thank him more.

Yes, I've been peed on!

People seem fascinated by the idea of baby boys peeing on you while having their diapers changed. It happens frequently around here. If you are lucky enough, there is a diaper handy to catch it with, but sometimes there isn't. I'm not a part of the crowd that wastes wipes, washcloths, napkins, etc. to make "pee tents" just in case he decides to pee. I'll block it with my hand if I have to. Really though, I'd much rather be peed on than puked or pooped on.