How many times have you heard this saying and thought, "That is such a silly phrase. What does that even mean?" Countless... until this morning at 4am when it all clicked together.
I woke up to feed Baby J and decided to give him a bottle. It was pre-measured with 4.5oz of precious breastmilk. Jackson is a notoriously sloppy eater when it comes to bottles, so I was expecting him to make a bit of a mess. We start the feeding and the next thing I know my shirt is soaked! I was so confused in my half-sleep state and at first thought it was just JB being a baby piglet. Then I feel his shirt - totally soaked as well. I tip the bottle back up and see only 2 oz left in it. I did something wrong when I put it together and it just poured out all over me and my starving child.
feeding FAIL. Thankfully I had another bottle to give him or we both would have been wailing.
This makes the second time I have poured a drink on someone, but my little guy didn't deserve it (cannot say the same for the jerk in the diner).
Oh the adventures of being a mommy :)
OMG this is the worst! When I was pumping and feeding breastmilk I did this not once, not twice, but three times! I was so out of it in the middle of the night. I'm like nooo, not the sacred breastmilk! LOL!
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