Friday night blowouts, usually meant going downtown to a salon, getting a professional hair blowout, then meeting some girlfriends for drinks. This last Friday night….it meant something completely different. Life with a newborn is relatively easy. I mean they sleep, eat, poop. Sure i’m a little sleep deprived, but it’s no different from being on the morning show, well except that my breasts hurt a little more. Life with two however is exhausting.
So on Friday I decided i’m not making dinner, ain’t nobody got time for that. I ordered pizza. When the pizza guy shows up, Aarav gets so excited to look out the window and jumps on the couch, bashing his knee in the glass table. He’s bawling his eyes out, i’m trying to pay the delivery guy, then Arjun starts crying because he’s taken a massive poop. I bring the pizza in, put it on the table, calm Aarav down, get him sorted and eating, then take Arjun to change his diaper. Here it was the biggest blowout in history. All up his back…..ugh. I flipped him over to clean it, and it’s all over him, his clothes and guess what now stuff is leaking onto me. I decided i’m just going to throw him in the tub, he’s just that filthy. I wrap him in a blanket after using like 10 wipes on him, as i’m filling up his tub…I feel a warming sensation all over my shirt and leg. Yup not only do I have poop on me, now i’m covered in pee. I get him in the tub, strip down naked, get him cleaned up, and dressed then into the crib. In walks my husband, to see his wife covered in poop & pee, naked in the bathroom – how sexy. This all happened in the span of 10 minutes. That’s what my Friday nights are about! It’s gets better right moms?
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