It's a Poopsplosion!

Yes, that's an actual word in my world.  You would understand if you witnessed what went down today.

This was no normal diaper leak.  

I feel like you can always tell by the sound of the eruption that comes out of their tiny body that it's going to be a disaster.  So, you rush them to get changed hoping that the sooner you caught it, the less likely it would get all over their clothes.

And you're always wrong.  It's already on their clothes.

When it goes up the back it's the worst.  You ask yourself, "How do I get the onesie off without smearing poop over the back of their neck/head?" or "Should I just cut the darn thing off?"

It's a stressful few moments as you make your game plan.

Fast forward to this afternoon.

Since I was changing him on the first floor and realized he would need a new onesie and sleeper, I cleaned him up as best I could and decided to make a run for it upstairs with him in tow without a diaper and his clothes hanging off him.

Big mistake.

The kid has only peed on me once during a diaper change so I thought my chances were good that I could be successful with this mission.

Instead, I heard another minor explosion and realized he pooped while I was walking to the stairs.

Now, instead of just changing his clothes upstairs, I needed to rinse him off in the bathtub because he has poop running down his leg and foot.  Not to mention it's running down the front of my jeans and made it on to the hard wood floor and kitchen floor.

I quickly ran some warm water in the bathtub, rinsed him off while holding him with his clothes still hanging off of him, dried him off, slapped on a new diaper and outfit, ran into my room to change my clothes, and prayed that while I was upstairs Bailey didn't encounter the special treat on the floor.  Who knows what she would do...

Luckily, she was still snoozing in her bed.  So, I threw Evan in his bouncer for a minute, grabbed a few Clorox wipes and wiped down the hazard zone as best I could.  That'll do for now...until Scott gets home and I can mop.

This whole process took 20 minutes and I now have laundry to hand wash the poop out of.

I can't be mad though.  Poor Evan had his 2 month vaccinations today.  3 shots and one oral vaccine.  All you can do on a day like this is laugh it off....and blog about it knowing that every mom and dad out there has had a moment like this, if not many moments.  :)