My problem recently with a boy baby is I got peed on. We offered to let a couple of friends have an adult night, and took the little fella in. He wasn’t too bad at first, but then he kinda turned into Hell Baby. He didn’t destroy anything, or puke in my mouth, or anything like that; but he just became inconsolable after a while, and after about an hour or incessant screaming, we were just like “What? What do you want? I’ll do it, I swear! Do you know any words? Bottle? Yes? No? Aw, c’mon, throw me a bone here!” Finally I was on diaper duty. I thought the kid was finished. I picked him up to move him from diaper A to diaper B, which I had laid out all nice right next to him, and whizzo, he hit me square in the chest. I think that’s the first time I’ve been urinated on by anyone. Boy, I can’t wait to be a parent.
Anyhow, good luck, man.