First time for Everything!

Notice: This post is NOT for the weak at heart :o)

Well, we've had two firsts. One that was sweet and emotional and one...that was NOT so sweet. I'll share the sweet "first" first.

McKenna had her first day in the church nursery on Sunday. Dave was at the station so it was just us girls. We got out of the house in record time in order to figure out what we needed to do. She was dressed in a sweet outfit and her bag was packed full of everything she could possibly need :o) She was the 2nd baby in the room, so I had a few minutes to visit with the nursery workers. They made me feel real comfortable and "oooed" and "ahhhed" over McK. I signed her in, wrote down some feeding information, got my security card, and it was time for me to go to big church. I took one last peek at her, felt the lump in my throat, turned toward the door, saw my friend Lauren come in with her little one, and broke down in tears :o( I'm such a goofball...yes, I cried! I was totally embarrassed to say the least. I apologized all over the place and scooted out the door with my tail between my legs :o)

I checked on McKenna after the service, before Sunday school. She was being held and was sleeping like an angel. When I went to get her after Sunday school, an older man was holding her and rocking her. The ladies in the nursery said he would not share her...he just held her the whole time :o) She drank her whole bottle and was a good girl. I got her home and could smell the little old man's perfume on her cheek :o) I didn't worry about her (too much) and it was nice to have a "break" to listen to the sermon and teachings without constantly making sure McK wasn't distracting others. I will do much better with dropping her off this next Sunday :o)

OK...now for the NOT SO FUN first!

McKenna had her first MAJOR diaper blow out...and it was DISGUSTING!!! So let me tell you about it :o) hee, hee!

Dave picked us up and we went along with him to measure a carpet job. While we were driving to the job, I looked back to see McK's face turning red and her eyes getting watery (aka: pooping) :o) When Dave got out to go measure, I got out to check on the diaper damage. I lifted up her little leg to find that she had indeed done the deed. I laid her diaper changing mat on the back seat, lifted her out of her car seat only to realize that there was poop in her car seat :o( I started to change her diaper and then realized I needed to change her outfit too because she had pooped all up her back...YUCK! She then proceeded to scream and cry very loudly. The poop then found it's way onto the back seat of the car, her pacifier, and even in her ear :o/ I used every last wipe I had...I think it was like 15! My back was on fire for having to bend over for like 15 minutes...and finally Dave came out of the house! Help was on the way! I had McK cleaned up with a new diaper on and all he needed to do was put her clean onesie on. We got the car seat cleaned up (as much as possible before the laundry machine took care of the rest), buckled her back in, drove off, and she was out like a light...she was exhausted...so was Mommy! We got her in the tub, threw away all the dirties, and started the laundry.

Whew...what a first...I know it won't be our last :o/

Oh the joys, tears, and adventures of being a mommy...