Here was my weekend. We got invited to a neighbor's pajamas Christmas party. How awesome!!! It gave me the excuse to buy cute pjs instead of my raggedy sweat pants. Then we walk into the house that will soon be filled with complete strangers and I have an SVT attack. So I excuse myself to the bathroom trying to purse-lip breathe and praying that I will convert back before I have to embarrass myself with either passing out or calling 911. I finally feel "normal" and begin to mingle. Then I see a momma holding her baby who has spit up all over her. I race over and start dabbing up the mess because that is what we mommas do. As I kneel down to clean the few drops that landed on the carpet, I hear this noise and a torrential rain of vomit covers my arm and neck. If I didn't know better I would have thought this kid was possessed by the incredible radius of vomit that encircled the area. Anyway, I cleaned myself off and went back to my snacking of course. Who is jealous of me??? :-D Seriously my name should be Murphy. On another upside, how cute is my baby girl?
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