BlowOuts!

Yesterday was so hot here in PA. So, I thought it would be nice to get into my bathing suit (even though I was as white as a snowball) and put Sienna in hers (it is sad when your baby is darker than you). She looked so cute in her striped and flower suit. This was her first time wearing it so I took a ton of pics. Then I put her in her bouncer and went outside to pot some flowers. I kept peeking my head back inside to make sure she was okay. Then I started to hear her cry. So I went in to get her. As soon as she heard my voice she was fine and all smiles. I started to talk to her and than preceded to pick her up. Bad idea. My hands were covered in mustard yellow poop. Sienna is known for this, so I usually keep plastic bloomers on her. But since she had already had two blowouts that day I thought it was safe not to put them on her. Again, bad idea. The poop was all up her back, all on the cute bathing suit, all over the bouncer, and now all over me. I held her out as far as possible, like when you kill a bug and hold the napkin as far away from you as possible. Her face was all smiles. She was so oblivious to what she had done. All she cared about was the fact that mommy was there. This is what is so great about babies. As soon as I saw her face I could care less that we were both covered in poop. It was the joy that she brought me that was important. I have a lot to learn about parenting but one thing that I have started to get is that even in the most ugliest situations there is joy to be found. Who would of thought that blowouts could bring smiles from both parties.