Today I had a baby shower to attend for a sweet girl from church named Brenda Robinson! It was hosted by Whitney and Julie and I knew most of the attendees from church, and we had a really nice time! Brenda got many great things and everyone talked and caught up and it was really lovely. Unfortunately Brooke didn't get the memo that she was supposed to be on her best behavior...
When we first arrived, I had a bottle ready for her so that she would be full and happy. She ate and was very sweet for a little while, and then as soon as Brenda started opening presents, she got fussy and I mean REALLY FUSSY! Within a few minutes I was in Maxwell's nursery trying to get her to stop crying as she screamed at the top of her lungs! And nothing was working. I had changed her, rocked her, bounced her, walked her and it was not helping. It was only 3:15 and she usually doesn't go to sleep until after 4:30, so she shouldn't have been really tired or hungry because she ate at 2:15. But I made her a bottle anyway and started getting my stuff together, because she was not cooperating. She took the bottle, but would suck for 15 seconds and then scream, and then do that again. So I got her in her car seat and was walking to the door when she kicked the bottle out of her mouth and was sound asleep. Whitney said I noticed that and said "Why don't you see if she'll stay asleep and then you can stay?" So I went back into the kitchen and she stayed asleep! lol. But I was seriously ready to crawl behind a wall and hide!
As if that weren't enough drama for me in one day, we took another swing at it about an hour later. Brooke woke up and was in a very good mood after a 45 minute nap, but I no sooner pulled her out of her carrier that she pooped! I began getting a diaper and wipes because she was definitely going to need a diaper change! :) As I walked across the house to the nursery so I could change her, Angela and Jennifer were on the couch with their little girls and called me over. They said we were going to take pictures of all the mothers and babies, so I needed to sit down! I told them that Brooke smelled and needed to be changed but if they didn't mind smelling it while we took the pictures then I guess it could wait.
We sat down and got everyone in the picture, and between the different cameras and the 3 different pictures we took, we were sitting there for a good 10 or 15 minutes. Meanwhile, Brooke had pooped again. When we were finished, I moved Brooke from my lap, to my knees so I could stand up and when I looked down, I had a pool of poop in my lap and some on my shirt. She had it up her back and all over her dress! I was totally humiliated, and had to get napkins to soak it up before I could even stand! Jennifer helped me get Brooke's clothes off, and we held her under the faucet of the bathtub to get her clean. (For the record, she DID NOT like that). :) I then had to borrow clothes from Whitney to drive home in! It was definitely a day I won't forget anytime soon and will probably tell ALL of her boyfriends about it one day! :) Hopefully there will only be one or two more of these posts this year, but I have a feeling that the older she gets, the more creative ways she'll find to embarrass me!
Here's the pic! Just so that you know I'm not lying!
Jen you are so silly for being embarrassed! We all have kids now, so we all know that it happens and there's nothing you can do about it. As for the crying, I had no idea that she even got upset, so it couldn't have been that bad. I went home and told Dustin that all of the babies were unbelievably good!
ReplyDeleteThat picture at the bottom is super cute! At least you were wearing dark colors and not a white dress or something!!! That story is too funny! Like the poster above me said, there is nothing you can do but laugh!
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