At five weeks old, my little girl outgrew her first outfit today. I was trying to put her in a gown and was about to break out the shoehorn when the Mrs. says She may have outgrown that. Then she checks the tag, which says up to eight pounds. My daughter now weighs almost nine.

Funny story: A few nights ago, she starts crying for her 3 in the morning feeding. I get up, grab her and notice she’s had an accident that soaked through her clothes. I then take off her clothes and diaper, pick out a new little gown, and dress her back up. I get her bottle ready and start feeding her. A few minutes later, I feel warm. Then I notice I’m wet. She peed on me. I started cussing the diapers under my breath. By the way, one thing you learn as a parent is that urine is sterile. I go get some more clothes and another diaper. I remove her clothes and realize that in my 3 in the morning stupor I forgot to put a diaper on her. Just a gown. It could have been much worse.

I miss sleep.

Posted in Notes to Junior on July 23rd, 2004 by SayUncle | RSS 2.0 |