Welp, I made a mom boo boo this morning.
In order to feel more….adult-ish and put together, I purchased some ‘silk’ pajamas after our son was born. And by silk I mean that I have zero idea what they are made out of and they were $30 from Amazon but they have a silky feel to them.
When the kid woke up around 3:30 this morning, I went in to feed him. He’s bottle fed so I never have to worry about what I’m wearing. (And does anyone else just refer to their child as ‘The Kid”?)
Anyways, halfway through the bottle I propped him up on my shoulder to burp him and BOOM. The lovely wet feel of formula hit my shoulder (I was wearing a burp rag but this guy has the skills to miss it every single time). Now…this is something I haven’t had to experience before since I normally don’t wear these pajamas when I feed him.
But I realized that the problem with ‘silk’ is that it is not absorbent…so instead of the spit up just soaking into my shoulder….it ran all the way down the back of my top and into my pants. At 3:30 in the morning.
It. Was. Magical.
Pure magic I tell you.
I put the spit up covered child on the changing table and then had to strip off the pajamas and toss them in the hallway. And like an old pro, I finished feeding him in my undies. It’s some exciting times we live in.
Once he was back in bed I had to go into our bathroom and wash the feel of formula off half my body.
Now that I have learned my lesson, I’ll throw on a robe overtop of those specific pajamas…once they get washed some day in the future.