Gripe of the day - baby spit-up
I've been up since 5:30 and have had to change 3 times (thats once an hour for the math challenged out there). I absolutely love that I have a burp cloth over my shoulder but the spit up never lands there. Oh no! It finds the path of clean & dry resistance, dribbling down my arm, back, tummy, hair....everywhere BUT the stupid burp cloth. Thank god for perfume because right now I smell like a barf bag. Smashing!
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