It's really been an interesting week.
And by interesting, I mean filled with bodily secretions.
We had our first tub poop. Which was amusing, and not nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Ben... yes, it was Ben, and not my husband. That would have been Much Less Amusing. Ben seemed rather proud of himself, and we managed to whisk him out of the tub and to the changing table while Dealing with things without a huge mess.
We became very Prussian about the whole thing and it was cleaned up in no time.
The things they don't tell you in the, "From Birth to Five Years" book.
My energy has been somewhat low the past few days, and I'm preoccupied with the new layout for Jezebel.com, as well as the commenter stars.
Ben goes in for his ear tubes tomorrow - I'm waiting on a scheduler to call me with the time. Using my time productively to try not to worry. At least we don't have to worry about explaining to him what's going on. And they allow one of us to be in the room when they put him under, and when he wakes up.
That's good, right? I'll do my best to keep my shit together.
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