Friday, January 7, 2011

Yuck, yuck, yuck

Before becoming a mother, I had no idea exactly how much exposure it entailed to bodily fluids.  I mean, I expected plenty of diaper changes, and knew that some degree of tummy upset was likely during childhood.  I just didn't realize that it would get on me.  Four kids later, I can't even guess at the number of times I have been peed on, pooped on and puked on (how is that for awful alliteration?).  I could also add generic spit up, leaking breastmilk, blood, sweat and tears, but that didn't fit with the alliteration. Forget mom-jeans--we should be wearing full haz-mat suits!

Anyway, the pukies hit our home last night, and I am too tired to come up with a thoughtful post right now, and since I am not sharing actual germs, wanted to share the misery follow the well-known advice to "write what you know".  However, between the older ones needing attention and care, and the little ones nursing non-stop (apparently trying to load up on antibodies--at least one was latched on all night long), my computer time is limited.  So, in the spirit of sharing, here are some older posts that seemed appropriate:


Anything boys can do, girls can do better!

Even Murphy had Better Days

A birthday poop story

Potty Talk

Ay, mier...coles!

1 comment:

Bethy said...

HAHA, the 3 P's.

So true, I had someone tell me just to always have a burp cloth. It did NOTHING except stay clean while the rest of me got covered in your 3 P's! It is worth it though