12 Something AM

Husband: What time is it?
Me: I don’t know, I don’t have my glasses on and I can’t see the clock
Baby: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
M: Hold on let me find my glasses.
H: It’s 12 something (no idea what he said)
B: Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh
H: I think she’s hot.
M: Hold on, I’ll go get her a onesie to change into out of those jammies. What if she gets cold?
H: She’ll snuggle up against me, she won’t get cold.
M: Okay.

**I stumble into the other room, grab her a onesie and come back. We change her clothes.**

B: Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
M: Come to momma
**Place her on my chest digging her elbow out of my boob. OUCH!
H: Here, let me take her
**Place her on his chest. She picks up her head and blech… Throw up everywhere.
**Deer in the headlights look on my face.
H: Get a big towel, quickly.

And that my friends is how you take a shower at 12 something a.m.