Our morning routine usually goes pretty seamlessly. Neither Steve or I are morning people so there is minimal talking and interaction. Since having Olivia it has made our routine still a little different, but close to the same it was before. I get up first, shower and get ready. If the baby wakes up while I'm getting ready Steve will get her. About the time I finish getting ready Steve heads to the bathroom to start his routine. This is at 7:20 every morning. After 7:20 baby is my responsibility.
This usually works out well for us. But Steve sometimes will play it to his advantage. Case in point:
Olivia fussed in her crib so he brought her back to our bed and snuggled with her until she fell back asleep. All the while I'm getting ready. She starts stirring about the time for Steve to get up and me to take over. I walk over to change her diaper, because he 'just didn't think about it'. Upon unzipping her sleeper there is poop EVERYWHERE. Half is dried, and half is still seeping out everywhere. How did he lay next to her and not smell this??? I think he did and was just buying time until he knew it was my turn. Olivia ended up needing a bath and LOTS of diaper rash cream. I will keep pictures out of this post for your benefit and my own.
He also forgot to take our only car seat out of his car so I can take Olivia to daycare this morning.
Really, you didn't see the gigantic car seat in the back seat when you turned around to back out of the driveway???? I simply find that hard to believe!
I'm am thanking God for Mother-in-laws and Starbucks this morning! They are my saving grace :)