Is there a crowning moment that makes you realize you really are a parent? Maybe it's when your child says your name for the first time. Maybe it's when your child learns to walk and you realize their independence has arrived and there's no stopping them. For me so far It's been amazing watching Joaquin pick up his head and turn it on his own. It's been great to hear him talk (or babble) more and more.
Here's a picture of Joaquin sitting up just like a little grown up!
The real defining moments of parenthood that I'm thinking of are the ones that let you know there's no turning back. They make you wonder "what have you really gotten yourself into?" Could it be the first time you got spit up on? Maybe your child's first "blow out" or even the unprecedented frontal blow out as seen in the graphic photo below!
Maybe it's that moment when you're sitting in church realizing that you have the screaming baby and have to spend the majority of the meeting in the hall as happened for the first time today. My crowning moment I'm about to tell you is one I would have never predicted and one I hope never happens again...
I had just jumped into bed around midnight and was so comfy and so happy my wonderful husband (Jesus) was changing the baby and putting him down for the night so I could get some rest. (On a cheesy side note, Jesus really is wonderful and has made parenthood so much easier than it could be as we truly have a 50-50 partnership in the responsibilities of raising Joaquin). Anyway as I laid in bed I heard a shriek from the nursery. Before you worry, I'll tell you this shriek was my husband's as he had just gotten peed on. Not only was he peed on but Joaquin managed to pee all over himself, up his back and into his hair. FYI this is nothing yet... At this point of course I was asked to get out of bed and hold the wet baby while Jesus jumped in the shower and prepared the water temperature for Joaquin. Joaquin likes showering with daddy more than his little bathtub. I sat there on the toilet seat next to the tub waiting for Jesus to get in and hold his arms out to take the baby. That's when the two of us heard the loudest farting sound imaginable. To our surprise, my naked baby had just pooped all over me. It was like projectile diarrhea almost completely covering my underwear and half of my shirt. Jesus would have most definitely taken a picture for Facebook had I not been in my underwear! He of course broke out in laughter and I couldn't help but laugh too and then quickly screamed for him to grab the baby. Jesus took the baby in the shower as I stripped my underwear, threw them in the trash and began bleaching the toilet seat, floor and any areas tainted by this crowning parenthood experience. So reflect on your crowning moments and ask yourself if you can beat that?! The story cannot even do justice to the real thing...
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