This has become my specialty-
Catching anything my child is rejecting out of his mouth. He looks like he is going to sneeze, cough, gag, vomit, spit and faster than a speeding bullet my hand is cupped under his mouth. Sometimes something comes out and I catch it. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, nothing comes out. Sometimes, not so lucky, so much comes out that my tiny hand can't possibly hold it all.
It takes no time at all for my mind to go to, "why did I just do that?" I don't honestly want to catch anything that is coming out of there. I need to be thinking- get that bib under there, get him over tile, lean him over so he doesn't get you. But I don't. I just throw my hand under there and then bask in the idiocy of my reflex.
I've tried to stop. I tell myself everytime to not do that at the next opportunity but to no avail. It is some weird mommy sense I have developed. Not a cute one. Not at all.
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