clothes

Yesterday was all set to be a pretty busy day. Church in the morning, a baby shower in the afternoon (now i know there's no water and lots of presents, i was prepared to go this time) and a christmas mulled wine and mince pie do in the evening.

After all the flattery i got at the reunion about my blue sleeper and how it brought out the colour in my eyes, it was so obviously the outfit for yesterday. Somehow mom and dad missed that. First thing in the morning they produced my yellow and white stripes - personally i think this makes me look a bit jaundiced. i gave them long enough to rethink this decision by spending 30 minutes on the change table pooing, but no, into the yellow sleeper i went and off to church - late. Having successfully soaked through this outfit, i drew dad's attention to the fact before the baby shower and succeeded in getting changed - into a white sleeper. not only was this not the blue one i wanted, but it was too small. there's no point me making all this effort to grow if mom and dad are going to cram me into clothes that don't fit. After a lot of fuss i got myself changed into a bigger white outfit.

the baby shower started well. i was doing my alert, attentive thing and attracting some attention even though there were two other babies there who were really being fussed over. when it appeared they were getting all the presents too there didn't seem a lot of point staying awake any longer, so i dozed off.

back at home after tea, i knew we were going out because i was dressed up in real clothes - a shirt and dungarees. not really my idea of party clothes. where's my blue sleeper? we had to go to a meeting at church on the way but i don't think mom really wanted to be there as she spent the first part of the meeting cleaning milk i'd thrown up off me, my clothes and the car seat. we went back home and i was changed again. mom fed me with no clothes on at all which was pretty outrageous, and then when i was certain i was going to get the blue sleeper this time (i don't have many more clothes do i?) they put me into my PJs ready for bed. i blew it. we didn't get to go to the party at all. i guess mom just wanted to stay home and do laundry instead.