Whaa?! Again?! Ewww!

When Jax was little, he full-on projectile vomited in my mouth. He had been crying FoReVeR and my sweet Ryan was taking care of him while I slept:). Ry couldn't take it anymore, so he brought him to me in bed. I woke up and grabbed Jax, and as I turned to him to say something (Mouth Open) he threw up in a stream straight into my mouth. He was about four months old, and I can't even describe what it was like. Have you ever tasted someone else's vomit? If you haven't, I really recommend it:).

I thought that was the kind of thing that happened to someone once in a lifetime...but, alas, that was not the case for me. Two nights ago I was holding Beckham, and I leaned in to talk to him up really close and he threw up in my mouth as I opened it to speak. I don't know what tasted worse, four-month-old vomit or seven-month-old vomit. Seriously, how did it happen that I know what both taste like?!! Nasty!

***Just thought I'd add another wonderful thing that Jax did to me when he was four days old. He had just peed so I thought I was safe changing him on my couch with nothing under him. He started peeing again, so I hurried and lifted up his legs to put a diaper under him. Apparently this put a little too much pressure on his stomach, and he diarrhea-sprayed all over my face, hair, and shirt. How did all of this happen to one Mom, already?! Maybe I shouldn't be admitting this stuff;). Crossing my fingers and praying this is the last of the not-my-own-puke-in-my-mouth episodes (as well as diarrhea on my face, OBVIOUSLY!).

Aaah...Cancun