Monday, July 9, 2012

Catching the Spit Up & Kicking the Cradle

There is something to be said for all the gross things you do as a mom that you would have never in your life done or even thought you would have done before you had kids.  Only a mom will pick boogers out of her child's nose!  Tonight after I fed Little Brother I put him on my shoulder to walk into the kitchen and he started to spit up.  For some reason, my first instinct was to try to catch it in my hand.  Why?  I have no clue.  One of the mysteries of Mommyhood!

Little Brother has been kind of fussy this evening.  After I cleaned up his spit up from my cupped hand, I changed him and rocked him for a few minutes and he fell asleep.  I placed him in the portable cradle we have in the living room and sat down on the couch next to hubby to watch TV.  During a commercial break, I got up to go to the kitchen and kicked the cradle, which startled Little Brother.  You really have to be a mom to understand the moment of shear terror that you feel when you realize that you may have just woken up a sleeping baby.  I stood frozen.  Hubby and I looked at each other, eyes wide.  "Why did you kick the cradle?", he whisper yelled at me.  "I didn't mean to kick the cradle!", I whisper yelled back.  We both wait and pray that Little Brother will fall back asleep and then laugh at each other when we realize that his slumber wasn't disturbed.  Another close call averted!

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