Yes, that's right.
I got hit.
All down my shirt.
It was that lovely, stinky, runny breastmilk poop.
Yeah, so, um....Happy Breastfeeding Awareness month. I know I'm certainly more aware.
And, no, this isn't really a tale. It's more.....let's call it sharing an experience.
So Mommyhood really CAN be the shits sometimes.