Who Moved My Cheese?

Babies are gross. They may be cute, cuddly, sweet, funny, and delightful, but they are still unspeakably gross. Mine is no exception. In fact, he may even be the rule.

Exhibit A: Early on, Cody seemed to have a really hard time with gas whenever I would have dairy. So for the love of my son and the peace of the household, I gave up All Things Dairy. We're talking milk, yogurt, most chocolate, and my two most important food groups: ice cream and cheese. This has been going on for over 3 months. If we are out to eat and someone orders cheesecake, or cheesesteak, or cheese fries, or pizza, or lasagna, or chocolate mousse, or Fill In The Blank, I've learned to pass. I figure I can adapt to anything. No big deal. But secretly, I think the dietary situation sucks. I miss my damn cheese. So when we took CJP to the doctor last week, I was thrilled when she said she thought his digestive system was probably matured to the point where I could try dairy again. YAY!

Boo.



I'm not sure if it was the pizza, or the chocolate-covered pretzels, or what. But CJP woke up this morning (a little too early for my taste; we've gotten spoiled by this 10 hours a night thing) and was starving. He ate with gusto, then curled up in the crook of my arm to cuddle and smile. I was just reveling in this quiet moment of motherhood, just me and Cody at 5:15 in the morning, when Cody looked up at me, gave me his signature wide-open-mouthed grin, and barfed all over me. All over both of us. In both our hair, all over our jammies, all over his face, in his EAR, for crying out loud. So 5:20 found the two of us in the shower, shampooing and scrubbing (and in Cody's case, giggling and squealing with delight).

All's well that ends, well, I suppose. But I have to say, I've seen/smelled/been covered in a lot of disgusting stuff over the past four months. And my standards for cleanliness have definitely dropped. But that was the most disgusting thing that has ever happened to me. I'm thinking of burning my nightgown. Cody, you will notice, is just fine and rarin' to go. I still miss my cheese.



P.S. Cody fed FOURTEEN TIMES today. A new world record. In 14 hours, by the way. So, yeah, I got a lot done today...