Washing your sheets and changing your clothes and his because he spit up the whole 4 oz you just fed him.
Then coming back from the laundry to clean up a poopy diaper blow-out.
And getting peed on while doing so.
Then having to vac out snot and boogers.
And finally, giving him one more bottle that takes 30 minutes for him to finish.
All at 3 in the morning. When you’ve already only had like two hours of sleep.
But then you look at him, and it’s all worth it. You’d do it a million times a night, every night.
I can’t imagine life without my Henry. I love my little guy, always and forever. No matter how much he spits up on me.