Just one of those poop stories

Two days ago when I went to get Logan up from his nap, he was sitting there playing in a crib full of poop.

Okay not FULL, but you know, all over the sheets, blankets, his clothes, not to mention his nose, forehead, fingers, and hair.

YUCKY YUCKY YUCKY!!!!!! COME ON!!!!!!!

Both Jenna and Carter had at least one incident where they took off their icky diapers while in their crib. Logan’s was actually still hanging on for dear life. It was just too much for that lil diaper I guess.

I think every mom has a good poop story. Probably loads of them.

You know going into being a mom you’re gonna change diapers. You just don’t quite realize there are going to be those OTHER lovely stories outside the realm of a mere diaper changing.

I think my favorite one, since we’re on the subject (LUCKY YOU!) is when Jenna was around 7 months old. My grandpa passed away, and so we had taken the loooong drive to Arizona for the funeral. Jenna was like Golden Child there and back. She was amazing. Except for one incident on our way back when we stopped to get food one night.

We were tired and hungry. We carried her carseat into the KFC and in the bright lights saw something horrifying. Yeah that’s right her diaper had exploded I MEAN EXPLODED LIKE YOU’VE NEVER SEEN all over her carseat. I still remember her binky, sitting there covered in it. (Went straight to the garbage.) After staring at it in shock and awe, I gathered my wits about me and told Nate I’d take care of it.

I took her carseat into the tiny little icky bathroom of KFC, where NOT ONLY was there no changing table, there was no COUNTER either. I took her into the handicap stall and laid her right on the floor on a changing mat I had. I proceeded to strip off all her icky clothes and clean her up, using EVERY LAST WIPE I had with me in the process. Then, while she was naked, she peed all over the floor.

IT WAS A NIGHTMARE!!! I had to leave her there on the floor, go grab some wet paper towels and mop everything up. I ended up actually scooping up my completely naked child and bringing her to the ONE sink and splashing her with water. Lucky me, the bathroom had been empty the whole time. . . UNTIL THAT MOMENT. AND I am not even kidding, this trucker-looking lady walks in, sees what I am doing, stops and walks right back out. Sorry, lady. . .

Anyway I cleaned out the carseat as much as I could and finally got out of there. Turns out, Nate was worried sick about me cause I had taken soooooo long. He thought I was kidnapped or something. He even walked around the building looking for me. (Nate, like, where would I go???) It was quite a night.

Oh yeah, and to top off this wonderful poop story, after eating at KFC that night, I threw up on the side of the road several times on our way home.

SEE wasn’t that a fun one!

Sigh. So anyway. Back to Logan. I tried not to think about how he probably tried to eat it and cleaned him up as best as I could with wipes, then decided a bath was really the only way to go, only I didn’t want to wake up Jenna and Carter who were BOTH napping, so I took him to the kitchen sink. Yep, I did.

He seemed to enjoy himself.