So this stick kinda captures my yesterday. I have a dear friend, "C", who just had a baby a couple of weeks ago. Actually, a couple of weeks ago tomorrow. Her little boy is a very, very fresh baby.
Anyway, yesterday C got sick and had to go to the doctor. She and her hubby didn't expect to be gone too long, and I gladly volunteered to watch their sweet little man. As it turned out, though, the docs at the hospital wanted to do a lot of tests, especially since C had given birth so recently. So a couple of hours turned into six. Six hours of me and a twelve-day-old infant. Wowza.
It didn't go too badly...and truthfully, it went pretty well. But there were some moments of "Ohmygoodness. I can't handle this. Why's he crying? What's wrong? Did I put his diaper on right? Why's his outfit wet? (Pee.) Did he burp? Where do I put the Desitin, exactly?" I'm fairly sure I covered my panic on the outside, but this stick pretty much sums up my afternoon and evening.