When you have 8 years between your babies, you tend to forget how messy they can be. My mom tells me I am delusional in some ways because all I remember are the sweet coos and maybe a little baby drool (which I like to refer to as “baby sugar”). And so far, Miller had been fitting right in with my memories. Since he is a breastfed baby and still pretty small, we have not had any major messy disasters. Until yesterday. It was bad. Really bad. It was the type of diaper that makes you cringe forever more when you go to pull on the straps open, even for a wet diaper change. Because you know what this little person has the possibility of producing.
In typical little boy fashion, Miller thinks it is very funny when he dirties up his diaper. He grunts and groans then smiles and laughs. It’s just what he does and it’s kinda cute. I noticed yesterday that he was getting a bigger kick out of it than usual but just chalked that up to his personality expanding. Little did I know that he was trying to communicate to me that this was going to be his best work yet. So not taking him too seriously, I went ahead and took my shower quickly (he was already settled with his toys in the highchair and do you know how hard it is to get a shower when you have an infant?). When I got out, I grabbed him to change him and to my horror, as I put my hand on his little backside, there was a wet sticky mess. I hurried him over to the changing table (by carrying him at arms length) to survey the situation and it was worse than I could have possibly imagined. There was poop on his socks! I kid you not. It had come out of his Pampers, run all the way down his legs and soaked his socks. And that was not the only direction it had gone. My cute little baby was covered from his chest to his toes in poop. Not so cute huh?
I stripped him down and cleaned him off as quickly as I could. Of course, everything within arms reach now had to be washed so I laid him on the bed to gather it all up. And as he lay there in his diaper, you could tell he was so proud of himself. And I couldn’t help but laugh. Because I’m sure to him that was a major accomplishment. I mean, when your life consists of eating, sleeping and pooping, there has got to be some pride that come with being able to get such a reaction!
At the end of the day, neither of us are permanently traumatized from the experience (I don’t think). I did learn a valuable lesson though. No matter how good my diapers are, my baby is better. So next time, as soon as the grunts and groans start, off to the changing table we will go. And, at least for a while, I will always have a face mask ready just in case!
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Hahah, oh my goodness. I always thought people were over exaggerating when they talked about the poopy diapers, until I saw it happen to a friends baby! Holy! Haha, but how can you not just laugh. I am glad he was proud of himself 🙂 Boys never change, do they?! lol
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Hey there! My boys are 12 yrs apart and I also forgot about the gross stuff lol! I'm pretty sure our subconscious blocks it all out on purpose or we would all only have 1 child! Great blog! New follower from Terrific Thursday Hop. Drop on by if you get the chance, thanks!
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Hilarious – I do believe it is a "boy thing" because Matt did the same thing to me and bless your sweet heart, I never remember you "blowing it out"! Wonder if I'm having a "mommy block" or if you were just as precious as I remember you. Luv, Mom
Hi! I can so identify myself with this story I have 2 boys 19 months apart so I have had days that I get double surprises lol. Im here from the weekend friend finder blog hop. Great Blog!
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Oh my goodness, the poop, the poop. Could I tell you stories, girl! It doesn't always work if you try to "take care of it" before you think you should. One of mine one time had a horrific poopy diaper. We went to change it and he pooped again. We held the diaper over him and tried to get another diaper on him. He about pooped it off. Then we thought he was done, went to change him and NOPE, not done. We went through 5 diapers right then and there. My husband and I were laughing so hard, we were hysterical. What else can you do?
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Awwww….poop. Very familiar with the poopy messes in this house. My youngest is just now potty training, and I don't have another one after her….so I'm wondering…after nearly 20 years of changing diapers (we have nine children) do you think my poopy days are coming to an end? Makes me a bit sad….poop and all, I just love caring for the little ones 🙂
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