First of all, I realize I am not doing a very good job keeping up with this blog but I have a very good explanation and here it is: TIME is FLYING by too FAST! It's crazy how much time goes by between each post without me realizing it! I do however plan to keep this thing going, so please stick with me.
JADA! Bet you're wondering what that means huh? Lets just say it a little something I came up with a while back. A couple of weeks after Mo was born, I was chatting with my sister-in-law about baby stuff and she told me about her experience with her daughter, Izi getting a diaper rash. She told me about how she cried and cried, washed Izi's bum bum with several bottles of bottled water (water out of the faucet? Nah...), and called out of work! All for a diaper rash! I don't blame her for any of her actions though because knowing me, I might have done worse.
After having Mo, everything made me cry. Prior to having her, I read about having baby blues after the birth of your child and the reality of those words hit when Mo was born. I cried when she laughed, I cried when she cried, I cried when she stared. Yah... It didn't matter. Besides crying, the Blood of Jesus was my best friend. I mean it rested right on the tip of my tongue! I'm sure Jesus got tired of me. In fact, I pictured Him looking at me every time I screamed for His Blood laughing and going... "This child again?". Everything, I mean EVERYTHING made me go.. "Blood of Jesus!". One night, I was carrying Mo in bed and hubby was asleep. I honestly don't even remember what she did but I yelled "Blood of Jesus!".. Hubby was startled out of his sleep and when he looked and saw we were both okay, he said "Oh my God! Can you please stop saying the blood of Jesus? I mean, not that it's a bad thing but can we please save it for emergencies?" He was so sleepy. It was too funny but I kept a straight face. After he laid back down and went to sleep, I laughed at myself for a good minute. Things are WAY better now though. Thank God!
Back to this diaper rash story. I imagined how painful a diaper rash would be for a baby and I told myself that I would make sure it does not happen to Mo. So! I change her diapers as often as it needs to be changed and trust me, the child does not make it easy for me. She's like a freaking peeing machine! Also, for her diaper changing, Johnson's baby powder and Desitin Rapid Relief cream are my best buddies. For a diaper change, I wipe Mo's bum, put powder in her diaper to absorb her pee/poop and then rub the desitin on her bum. During a diaper change recently, I started singing to myself "Johnson Absorb! Desitin Attack!"... Stuff to make Mo smile ya know (I ain't cray!). In the midst of my singing, I realized the acronym for what I was singing was JADA, so I started chanting JADA! JADA! and then switched back to Johnson Absorb, Desitin Attack! Oh my days...
Why am I sharing this? Recently I saw a tiny bitty red pimple on Mo's bum and after pleading the Blood of Jesus on her bum bum, JADA took over! I bet you that pimple DID NOT last a day!
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