SPLAT!

Things have been really good for us the past few weeks. Pita is sleeping better through the night (on occasion) and I have much more confidence in my babycare skills. I can even bathe her by myself and trim her nails which was something that 5 weeks ago made me so incredibly anxious.

Last Thursday, Pita turned 6 weeks old which means that I am halfway through my maternity leave. I can't believe the time has gone by so quickly and my heart is already starting to ache a little just at the thought of leaving her at daycare. Luckily we have a great daycare picked out. Heck, we signed her up over 7 months ago!

Since I see Pita every day, I can't really see that she has grown much but this past weekend I had a rude awakening. As if by overnight, her newborn feety pajamas were suddenly too short. She would flex her legs and the neck hole would pull down over her shoulders! Not only that, but Pocket and I ran out of newborn diapers on Saturday so we opened a bag of the next big size thinking that we could get her changed and head to the store to buy her more. But they fit!

And speaking of diapers, perhaps I'm doing things wrong, but I can go through a pack of 96 diapers a week. They are by FAR the most expensive thing so far.

Last night around 3am Pocket was changing her in her Pack N' Play that we have next to the bed. All of a sudden there was a large volume of poop being catapulted across the room and landing SPLAT! up and down the entire wall and silk curtains. Pocket started screaming for help and I sit up in bed and try to stifle my laugh. He starts to wipe her bottom when WHOOSH! she pees all over him. I will never forget his expression. He just leaned over Pita, covered his face with his hands, and shook his head. and i giggled. She has peed on me a few times but I have not had the pleasure of being pooped on yet. she seems to prefer to spit up an entire two liter of half digested milk on me instead. Ah parenthood. How sweet it is.