Monday, January 15, 2007

I wish I were an octupus...

The scene here at our house a few hours ago:

Baby was in his swing sleeping happily, then suddenly woke up screaming for food. I went and got him, took a whiff and realized that he was poopy. No biggie, I can still feed him then change him after that. Oops! I noticed that he had poop leaking through the back of his outfit... Have to change him first, THEN feed him. I start undressing him and realize that the poop has shot out every diaper opening... both legs, the front AND the back. Yuck. And it's all over the inside of his outfit. Okay, so I have to strip him, bathe him, THEN feed him. While getting his outfit off, he manages to get poop in his ears and hair. (meanwhile, he's screaming like a mad man.) He's not going to wait that long. So I wrap him in a towel, naked, to feed him FIRST and the bath can come after that. In the process he has wiggled so much that now I'm covered in poop too. So let's see... I have to feed him, bathe him, dress him, bathe myself, then start a load of laundry..

Yep, I wish I were an octupus because I could really use some extra hands!! Whew! Robin, are you sure you want another baby? ;-)

1 comment:

Ribbon Rock Star said...

Been there done that way too many times! lol

((Hugs))