Outnumbered Two to One

Is the kind where I’m not the guest of honor.

Don’t get me wrong, babies are fabulous, tremendous blessings, but I don’t envy anyone those first few months. The transition from regular sleep pattern to 24 hour living is a big adjustment. I remember always measuring my day by feedings, instead of hours. Days had no beginnings or endings, just that constant looping, sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset, it was all incidental.

Maybe postpartum just made me a little loopy.

In any case, I ingested plenty of party food today, for which I’ll surely be paying later. It was a friendly gathering, although I can’t say I’m a big fan of the baby shower games.

I came home with a prize though. The game - identify the most melted candy bars in the baby diapers. The resemblance to baby poop is so uncanny, I had to toss the remainder of my tetrazzini in the trash. It really turned my stomach. I know my chocolate bars though, for sure.

I’m also an expert on poop, but that talent is somewhat less handy than you’d think.

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