So, I feel like I officially became a mom last night, when I got thrown up on for the first time. I was holding Zoe and admiring her big blue eyes when she opened her mouth and just let it all out. (It’s hard to believe that an 8-pound individual can produce that much vomit!) My first thought (which I probably shouldn’t admit) was, “Oh my God, my shirt” – and my second thought was, “Oh my God, I hope she’s okay.” I don’t have a lot of experience with babies – let alone babies who throw up – so I called in Q for consultation. He’s the designated burper in the family and he’s seen her get sick before, so I needed him to determine whether she was okay. Once he came in and assured me that she was, in fact, fine, I peeled off my shirt, threw it in some cold water, and let out a big sigh.

Somehow, I don’t think this will be only time I’ll get thrown up on in my lifetime…

-M

PS – Two pics of the little vomiter are below.

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