the saturday of daylight savings time, about 3:30am, i was awakened by jack saying, "bed wet, mommy." now...jeff was at work, and i had already set my clock forward. i was dead asleep, as i'd only been asleep about an hour and a half. i didn't feel him get onto our bed (thank you tempurpedic) and it was dark in our room. i kind of sat up and said, "what?"...he said, "bed wet." so i just assumed he had gone through his diaper (totally not normal). then as my eyes got adjusted to the lack of light, i noticed that it wasn't his diaper that was wet...it was jeff's side of the bed. jack wasn't wearing a diaper. he peed on jeff's side of the bed!!!!
i just shook my head and then got up. i threw a towel over the pee spot, so jeff wouldn't sleep in it when he got home (i was WAY too tired to try to take the sheets off...he was just going to have to deal with it).
then i had to go to the bathroom. again, the lights are off. there is plenty of moonlight coming in through our window, so i can see what i'm doing. jack follows me in there and stands about 2 feet from me. as i'm going potty, he decided he wasn't done, and he starts to go...of course it splatters off the floor, onto my leg, the toilet, the wall....i looked at jack and said, "what the f*c*?"
what kind of mom says that to a 2 year old? i mean, what the f*c* is wrong with me? i didn't even realize i had said it at first. then i started thinking about how i don't ever use that word. seriously? i guess the sleep deprivation (from jack getting up in th 5 o'clock hour for the last month) isn't helping my sanity.
oh well...now have another funny story for the blog, right?
2 comments:
Love it!!! Has he said it yet?
nope...not yet. i'm thinking we were both asleep when it happened and he won't remember.
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