Yesterday morning, Cal and I were snuggling, and I was going to change his diaper and his clothes to start the day. I didn't smell anything, and he was so happy on my bed, so I brought a diaper and clothes into my room to just change him on the bed.
I whipped his diaper off of him, thinking it was just "wet." It wasn't. It was full. VERY full. The "content" of the diaper flew out when I did the whipping of the diaper and landed in a heap on the bed. I just stared at it thinking, "What do I do now??" Oh yes, and Cal, being the boy that he is, loves to play with his....parts...any time I change him. Well, his parts were dirty. So I was trying to hold his hands away from that area, meanwhile, the mess that was in the diaper, was also on his back and he was now squirming around trying to get his hands free so that he could grab hold of his...parts. Did I mention that he was lying in the middle of my bed?? Backside covered, now his hands were dirty too?
So, I quickly take the dirty diaper and scoop up the "pile" from the middle of the bed and set it aside. I take the clean diaper and try to put it under Cal to keep the mess from spreading any more. To do this, I had to let go of Cal's hands. As soon as I let go, he grabbed the dirty diaper filled with the mess and proceeded to wave it back and forth, slamming it on the bed over and over again on each side of him. You'd think I would have been able to stop this, but the little stinker (pun intended) was fast! I started laughing at this point, because really, what else can I do? And I put my hands on my face. Yup-- they were covered in poo too.
So, at the end of this 5 minute ordeal, Cal had poo on his hands, it was on his legs and feet, I had it on my face, and my bed was COVERED in the mess. All I could do was laugh.
The joys of being a mommy!!!
PS-- Cal slept through the night again last night! YAY!
