The joys of parenthood

So this morning I get woken up at 5:30 am by a crying baby boy. I head into his room and reluctantly change his diaper(which didn't really need to be changed), then suddenly notice that his clothes are wet. Upon further inspection I discover that yes, our boy has thrown up. Surprisingly, this is pretty much my first experience with this - something for which I'm very grateful! So we clean everything up and put him back to bed, only to be woken up again a few hours later by, you guessed it, another upchuck. He repeated this performance one more time at 1:30 this afternoon - that was a doozy. Not to mention going through many, many diapers. We finally stuck him in the tub this afternoon because no matter how much we wiped him off, he still stunk! I never know so much nasty stuff could come out of one little package. If this keeps up, I might have trouble convincing Terra that we should have four kids! :)