This will be quick because it's my night tonight, and I don't want to be up too late.
After dressing change today, we fed Jonah, took showers, and went out to the mall. It was rainy and gross here, so although I would much rather be outside than at the mall, it was a one stop kind of place that killed lots of time. Aunt Kim is here (all the way from NY!!!) this weekend, so we had a great time getting out and about with Baby Jonut. Bad news, though. Apparently the new car seat is just as bad as the old one, because as soon as Matt got him hooked in, GUSHER. But thankfully, he caught it all in a cup. Disaster averted. What can I say? Matt's always been very athletically inclined. True, he never thought he'd be using his mad skills in quite this capacity, but all the same, I'm thankful he's a baller. Nice Catch, Mathew! I mean, Matthew. Ahem.
I was a little ticked before we left because we couldn't get Jonah to eat any substantial amount. He only ate two and a half ounces, so I knew we were going to have to do an "out in public" feeding (which, if you knew what it was like to feed him, you'd understand why that scares me). And THEN he gushed it ALL. So then I was really ticked. But he got really fussy around four, so we found the feeding area in JCPenny you guys told me about, and he ate better than he does at home. Go figure. He fell asleep while he was eating, which was good, except that the toilets flush REALLY loudly in the bathroom next door, so he jumped out of his skin and started screaming. So then we had to move from the feeding area to the lobby outside of that, and I got him settled back down. I actually like the lobby area better because Matt can be there with me for an extra set of hands.
He, yet again, was an angel. He loves being out... when we can actually get him to eat and not gush enough to get out.
Anyway, I got him lots of new onsies (I only had six he could wear, and as much as he's spitting up, we were going through ALL of them in a day), and a couple Wake onsies for basketball season. (Matt's parents got us season tickets for an early Christmas present! Woohoo!) It was a very pleasant, successful trip, and that's saying a lot considering how I typically feel about the mall. It was really crowded today, and we definitely got lots of stares, several dirty looks, and one "What happened to the face?" but I guess we're just going to have to get used to that. I don't mind the looking, but I do mind when the looking turns into staring, and when we get the judgmental "Why did you let your child hurt himself?" look (aka "You're a bad parent" stare), I really have to hold myself back.
But just so you know, those people are lucky I don't kick their teeth in.
Err... Um... I mean... I put them on my prayer list, naturally. Yeah. That's it. That's what I meant to say.