A snapshot of a typical day in motherhood:
Wake up and don't have time (or motivation) to wash face. Wearing pajamas and don't have time (or motivation) to change clothes. Nurse the baby. Change her into freshly-washed onesie (note: did yet another load of laundry the other day). Five minutes later, baby spits up on onsie. Change her again. Two minutes elapse and baby spits up again (this time, all over above-mentioned pajamas). Change baby (and self).
Five minutes later, hear baby's tummy gurgle. She burps and SPLAT! A pool of spit up on the floor. Grumble a few expletives (but quietly so 4-year-old doesn't hear). Change baby AGAIN. Walk with baby to kitchen to start breakfast. She spits up. Trying to have a sense of humor but it's not funny anymore.
It's only 9 a.m. Hopefully no more spit up in the near future.
