I Suppose I Deserved That..

In the mornings, Austin usually wakes me up  by kicking my stomach/legs and grunting. It's very annoying, but oh well. Most times he's just hungry or wanting to nurse so I give him some boobie and he goes back to sleep. What ends up happening when the sun is bright and he's just ready to get up is that I spend at least fifteen minutes in denial and keep giving him the boob hoping he'll just go back to sleep. Today was no different.

So we came downstairs and I changed his diaper and put on a fresh onesie and nursed him since he was reaching for it. All was well.

Then I picked him up and jostled him, forgetting that his belly was indeed VERY full from the many snacks and the meal....

And while leaning in for a kiss, he spits up in my mouth and all down the front of my shirt and leggings.

I suppose I deserved that...