Margot has been fussy all morning. Not her normal self. Nothing seemed to fix it. Milk, diapers, walking around, nothing helped. Almost two hours of near constant fussing and crying. Not her normal self.
Then, it happened. Imagine the loudest burp you can imagine a baby producing. Multiply by 2. Pair it with a simultaneous seat vibrating poop that blew out both legs and the back of the diaper.
Changed her diaper. A minute later she is asleep in my arms. I’m too scared to move.
I’m hungry. Can someone bring me lunch?