Today my husband and I made plans to meet up with another couple for breakfast. I hadn't seen them since before our daughter was born and I thought I would dress up a little in an attempt to give off the, "I'm a new mom and have it all together" vibe. I don't know why I bothered. Yesterday my mom and I bought a bigger sized diaper for my daughter. I, having yet to find the delicate balance between tummy hurting and poop escaping tightness for this new size, didn't fasten it securely enough when putting it on. As I was holding her in my lap for a quick feed before we left, I felt the giant poop rumble on my leg. I thought, wise mommy that I am, that I would finish feeding her and give her some time to "get it all out" before changing her. A few seconds after that thought went through my mind I felt dampness on my leg. Lifting her up I saw that my pale green skirt now had a bright orange splotch right in the middle of it. I began to feel my "have it all together" vibe slipping away, but I was determined to salvage what I could of it. I peeled away her clothes, wiped the poop off of her back, stuck her in the tub, and re-outfitted us both. Moments later we were all in the car on our way, running only a little behind. As I was sitting there I realized I still smelled poop. She couldn't have done it again could she have? My husband, noticing I was a little frazzled, said he'd change her when we got to the restaurant and I was more then willing to take him up on it. After we parked he went to change her in the backseat but the diaper was clean. As I walked over to him in disbelief that it could smell so strongly of poop and be empty he began to laugh. "Katy, you have poop on your nose!" I think I need something stronger than coffee.
OMG!!!!!!!!!!! That takes the cake, Katy. Wow!
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