Fountain of Puke

After 10 days of being new parents, Brian and I are getting used to Trent's signals, and he's getting used to us. We're getting the breastfeeding down now and have transitioned from always using the special pillow, to being able to just pop him on wherever. I always said I wouldn't let my kid sleep in the bed with me. Not only is this unsafe for him, but it's also a bad habit that I don't want him getting used to. But I found myself cuddling him till he fell asleep and then putting him in a safe spot in the middle of the bed so I could easily reach him when he made any sounds. It made it easier for me to sleep. Last night, though, he slept in his bassinet all night and did really well. I'm getting about 3 hours of sleep between feeding him, which initially wasn't enough but I'm adapting. Things are getting easier.

Yesterday, Trent had some tummy problems and was laying on my lap snoozing, and all of a sudden I looked down and he was projectile vomiting milk all over me, all over himself, and all over our new couch! This was more puke than you can ever imagine coming out of an 8lb human. Fortunately, Trent is fine and it seemed to make him feel better afterwards. The couch, being made of that fabulous "enduro-suede" cleaned up just fine and there is no stain. The lesson learned here, though is to put an old blanket on the couch where you normally sit with the kid because it's gonna get messy.