More recently, she has been a dream! She sits quietly and either coos, plays with her Wubbanub, or falls asleep. Everyone sitting around me fawns all over her and they practically fight with each other to be the first to wish us "peace" when the time comes.
This Sunday, she was so good once again and I was feeling great. When it came time to say the "Our Father" prayer, I picked her up and held her, with my hand on her bum. Half-way through the prayer, she started blowing raspberries quite loudly. M could even hear them from the music section. Then, all of a sudden, the loudest fart sound I've heard in quite some time emanated from Carina's little read end. My hand started to feel warm. ::cringe::
I sneaked a peek (gross, I know) right before the kingdom and the power and the glory to see if I'd need to run to the bathroom immediately, and fortunately, all was clear. Just a stinky baby fart. Hallelujah! I was really worried about a veritable poop explosion because at this point, she hadn't dropped a deuce in almost 2 days. I blame solid baby food.
I still felt a little gross shaking hands when it came time to wish those around me peace.
In her pretty Sunday dress |
8 words of geekdom:
I've been too nervous to take Baby J to church. He's a wonderful baby and rarely cries (compared to most) but I'm terrified the day we he goes will be the day that all changes! Glad Carina didn't decide to poo in the middle of mass!!
This is too funny - I can totally see this happening to us in a few months!! :-D
Feel a little gross shaking hands after? Baby wipes are your friend! I keep them in my purse, even without baby in tow, because I use them constantly, lol.
Church is very stressful for me! DS was/is a reflux baby and has always been very squirmy and very fussy, so I'm always afriad he's going to start screaming in the middle of the service. He usually does. =( It has to get better some day right?!
The Priest was talking about going to hell, and how we are all sinners. My four year old STOOD UP on the pew, and said. "Not me Father _____!!" The Priest stopped, looked down. And said, "I'm sure you are just fine J!". Needless to say, I was horrified. But everyone just died over it.
For such a tiny little chub, she can make a big loud stink. Nothing like sitting with the other musicians in the front of the church, hearing a frat-quality rip, and then realizing it's your six-month old baby girl. The best part, babe, was you mouthing "she pooped!" emphatically to me over and over again. The other musicians saw it and were holding back hysterical laughter. Now if I could only remember the sermon...
-DH
Hahaha!! J dud get constipated with solids at first too. I just gave him an ounce if prune juice to get him moving again. J has been to church once ::blush:: and he was a dream. Just sat in our laps, played, and made out with his sippy.
That is hilarious!!!! I bet she got a lot of attention after mass! Thank goodness she's a sweet little baby. Very forgivable. My daughter vomited at the sign of peace once. We were in the front row. I was mortified. I blogged about it a little bit: http://www.ohmyminiblog.com/2011/05/just-some-photos-and-whole-lot-of.html
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