I've never really been super-squeamish, and now that I have a pooping, peeing, spitting-up infant, that trait is truly coming in handy. I have quickly learned that as a new mom, you pretty much have to lose all sense of shame and go with the flow because your baby will undoubtedly embarrass you with a constant stream of bodily fluids and uncouth sounds.
Babies have no social sensor–when they have to fart, they fart; when they have to burp, they burp, and of course, when they have to poop, they poop. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of Ikea and you just used the last diaper in your diaper bag five minutes ago. It's gonna happen and there's not much you can do about it. And don't you think you're only going to have to deal with tiny baby-sized messes either–these little buggers have an astonishing ability to produce man-sized messes and noises that'll have everyone around wondering what you ate for lunch.
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But after a few months things that seemed utterly disgusting in your former life will no longer be a big deal. I remember throwing off my shirt and putting on a fresh one the first few times my son spit up on me during middle-of-the-night feedings. I also remember the first night I no longer cared–I just rolled over and went right back to sleep, spit up and all.
Oh, and boogers! I no longer hesitate to swipe at them with my bare fingers. Same goes for the gobs of drool my almost four month old produces. Some may say I'm gross and that I should care a little more, but to me being able to handle these things in stride–and maybe even laugh about them–proves that I really am a mom now. Keeping up with the nasties is almost like mission impossible, and I choose to accept. And I love it all!
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