I like being prepared for emergencies. When I go out, I make sure my diaper bag is packed with everything I need: diapers, wipes, a pacifier, a blanket, a burp cloth (Carmen didn't spit up. Mace does. I need to get used to this.), emergency outfits, etc. Last week at church, we learned that we should pack extra blankets, too. For some reason, when it's unreasonably hot outside, they feel the need to make the building unreasonably cold inside. That way, your body is always in shock. Maybe it's to keep everyone awake during Sunday School?
Anyway, today I was feeling REALLY PREPARED when I got to church because we had our extra outfits and blankets on hand. But we got to church and I realized I left my burp cloth (just a plain ol' cloth diaper) at home. Oh, well, I guess that's what paper towels are for.
Mace got hungry about 3/4 of the way through Sacrament Meeting, which I think is awesome because then he won't get hungry in the middle of Relief Society (assuming he's not going through a growth spurt). I went into the mother's room and fed him. He burped but didn't spit up on me (hooray!) and I began to change his diaper. Of course, I thought, "The changing table is so cold; I'll just leave his blanket under him for a few seconds while I change his diaper." I had his new diaper on him and everything and was about to fasten it when ....... he peed. Luckily it missed me and his outfit, but the blanket was done for. FOILED!
But! I had the other blanket. Go me! I picked him up and he rested his head on my shoulder while I washed my hands .... and he spat up all over my sleeve. What?! Dude, you ate 10 minutes ago and I burped you; why are you spitting up now?? Foiled again!
He spent the next 20 minutes or so sporadically spitting up milk. He also managed to get my skirt.
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